Phone at work rings. I pick it up.
Me: Good evening, Marco's.
Caller: *heavy breathing*
Ok, great, I'm going to have fun fucking with a crank caller
Me: hello?
caller: Do you give head?
Me: yeah
caller: do you swallow?
Heyyyyyyyy, wait a minute! I recognize this voice!
It's the hub., he wants to pick up a pizza for Pudd'n.
Dork.
The 4th was really nice with the exception of the red tide. It turned the water a funky rusty brown color and smelled a wee bit. But hey, nothing a copious amount of alcohol won't cure right? Bart brought his fishing poles and caught 3 sand sharks and one lepord. Gee, THANKS! Just what I need, a visual reminder of why I'm scared shitless of the ocean. They were all small sharks and he had to let them go. I did get photos though. Everyone seemed to have a good time. Goat puppy was ran ragged from playing with all the kids.
If you get a chance, rent the UNCUT version of "Team America". I only have two words to say about the movie......."puppet sex".