good times
I'm afraid to cross the border because of my beard and my love of all things exploding.
I swore I'd never set foot in that country the day they killed the oklahoma city bomber.
I'll visit you Woody. On one condition. That I arrive dressed as Quebecers used to 150 years ago. Ok?
tres bien
and go to every bar demanding a labatt 50.
and a poutzagetti.
I'm afraid to cross the border because of my beard and my love of all things exploding.
ReplyDeleteI swore I'd never set foot in that country the day they killed the oklahoma city bomber.
ReplyDeleteI'll visit you Woody. On one condition. That I arrive dressed as Quebecers used to 150 years ago. Ok?
ReplyDeletetres bien
ReplyDeleteand go to every bar demanding a labatt 50.
ReplyDeleteand a poutzagetti.
ReplyDelete