Had dinner at Pappadeaux with my peeps last night. Of the 6 strongest most kickass women I know, 4 of them were there. Paigey and Meerkat we missed ya. Girlies (and my Beatleboy) it was awesome to see you. I think that should be a weekly tribunal sort of thing.
How is it that they can charge $16 for a grilled chicken breast? Damn.
And fucking Capn Morgans and Dr. Pepper (KK's drink). Spensive. Hope it was the bombdiggity.

Had a two hour phone call with The Boy. Then he couldn't help but make that long ass road trip. He was on the phone with me the entire time, but about 4 minutes in to it he said:
"Promise me that you will do two things."
"Ok. Anything. Sure." I'm thinkin it's probably a blow job or something of that nature.
"First. If I get pulled over for a DWI, bail me out."
"Sure. My bro in law handles that sort of thing all the time."
"Second. Go to the store and get me a Red Bull."
"Mmm... oh. Ok. Sure."
Then silence. Complete silence.
"Boy? Boy? What's up? Where'd you go." I can hear the sound of a car hitting those speed bump things that keep you from going off the road. He's tired as fuck and I thought maybe he fell out. "Dude. WAKE UP."
He said... "oh, hell. I'm getting pulled over right now."
I finish up my workout where I left off earlier. Jump in the shower, and was thinking that I would have to call my BIL in the morning to post bond or something.
Come out of the shower to find that I missed 3 calls from him.
Turns out that he got a WARNING. He was speeding and threw out a full glass of alcohol out the window, practically in front of the cop, and got a FREAKING WARNING.
I totally made it worth his while, but damn, I'm tired as a mofo.
It was great! I am in for more, just let me know when!
Posted by: d1 at June 23, 2005 10:47 PM