Friday, January 09, 2009
Doing Time With Trashman
Last night after I had my fill of screaming at morons at the UPS store about the treatment of our wooden crate, which they destroyed in the 20 short hours it was in their possession, I got a call from none other then Trashman.
Since the Legend doesn't imbibe any more, I drank enough for the both of us. We sat and talked for hours on end like a couple of school girls! I haven't laughed like that in a while. So What I'm saying is some one needs to get this Ex-pimp/drug dealer/con man/bouncer/construction work a book deal because some of his best stories aren't on paper yet!
Trash, had a great time. Next time in Austin, we're BBQing at your place!
Since the Legend doesn't imbibe any more, I drank enough for the both of us. We sat and talked for hours on end like a couple of school girls! I haven't laughed like that in a while. So What I'm saying is some one needs to get this Ex-pimp/drug dealer/con man/bouncer/construction work a book deal because some of his best stories aren't on paper yet!
Trash, had a great time. Next time in Austin, we're BBQing at your place!
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Since I made it home alive with all my skin still on, my wife now believes me when I say you are not a psycopathic killer. You're welcome in my home anytime. Stop on by and we'll bar-b-que some road kill. I wish we could have hung out longer, bro.
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Since I made it home alive with all my skin still on, my wife now believes me when I say you are not a psycopathic killer. You're welcome in my home anytime. Stop on by and we'll bar-b-que some road kill. I wish we could have hung out longer, bro.
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