It's about time I got the thanks I so richly deserve. I woke up on my lawn this morning.
True story.
I went to a dairy farm in Enumclaw yesterday. For a 4th party. One of my old NCOs is dating one of the family members.
There was about 300 people there. Huge bonfire, whiole spit roasted pig, skeet shooting, pots of beans. It was fucking amazing.
After eating said pig I picked up a cookie. Had no idea it was an "edible".
Confession. Not a weed user.
I have no recollection of the rest of the night night. But...
I have a broken rib, no skin on my left knee and my shoes, glasses, wallet, and cell phone were in the corner of my yard when I woke up at 10:30 this morning. With a huge divot in my flower bed next to it. No fucking clue.
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