Sunday, April 23, 2006

Dodger can't schedule his way out of a wet paper bag

and after spending just over 8 hours fighting my way out of his short-sighted attempt to save a couple bucks, I ran something like 8 miles with Biz, Collin, and Sherman.

Then we barbequed like young gods.

1 comment:

Churchie said...

young gods with a guitar?