WOOF! WOOF! WOOF! Y’all! My DAWGS munched some Flahrduh Gator to the tune of 27-8. I will not need sooper sekrete extra speshul double confession tomorrow. We et foodstuffs from Jack’s for lunch and I even got nappage in before the game. The Boston < snerk > BUTT! < snerk > got crock potted and shredded and a triple batch of brownies got made. One batch is for da cave because somebody was doin’ sad puppy dawg eyes at me. I am sure half of ‘em are gone by now. I only et one. Tomorrow mornin’ I will make up and bake the corn casserole as it gets mixed and baked in the same dish. Now I think I shall prepare myself for beddy bye cause I’s tahrd and a wee bit inebriated. When one watches the WORLD’S LARGEST OUTDOOR (though today it was inside) COCKTAIL PARTY, one must imbibe.
BooFae sofa, films, and some good cocktails sounds like a fun evenin’ to me!
Nuts glad pub time was had and you got to have the beer you like.
Taters we have Sam’s Club instead of Costco. OYKW has self-banned himself from there because of his tendency to go waaaaaay overboard. When I go I will bring him home a treat, however. I have much more controlled impulse buyin’ impulses than he.
Oopsie glad your dad’s surgery went well. He could always tell folks it’s makeup for Hallowe’en! Sorry about HusbandBFF! Hope he’s better soonest.
doggio glad the Pack won. Sorry Incarnate Word won. I think I am developin’ an irrational hatred for 'em vicariously.