To love me (Granted, there were a few rotten eggs, but who’s counting?)
That’s right, this is my official 500th post party, thrown specifically for you.
To the left, you will find chips, dips, and assorted crunchy vegetables.
To the right, I have a keg o’ Hefeweizen, and all the lemons you can muster. Frosty mugs are in this here freezer. Use them as you wish, and don’t bother looking for coasters, I can’t bear the things.
There is also red and white wine, of assorted levels of dryness. Bubbly is on ice for the ladies.
The Barbecue grill is fired up and ready to cook. There’s a pool out back. The hot tub is hidden behind the little waterfall thing. No more than 6 at once, please.
Pool tables and dartboards are in back, and NOBODY has sex on MY BED. ('cept me, of course. And a partner. I would never do that alone.)
I’ve got Napster, and a cable modem in an underdeveloped area. Can you say MP3 in 10 seconds? Pick whatever you like, the stereo’s already hooked up to the PC.
Ok, we made it! Christ, 800 miles in a moving van with that damn dog and Psy telling me I’m going the wrong way and to slow down (and we’re only half way there)!* Give me a beer! Happy 500th MrC!!! I’ll toast you in chat this evening.
*(Ummm, that was just a joke dear, please don’t hit me…)
Nothing like a surplus of redheads (if there can be such a thing!) MrC, did you know there’s a new poster calling himself MrC? Your own troll, in honor of the occasion?