Yo APB, if anybody on earth deserves a good ribbing time to time, it's me, good lord knows I can dish it out, and quite frankly I like getting it in return.
You must be a real youngster. Read the line about the misplaced brewski. Sunday during the Colts game, it just seemed to me I was always running to get another beer. When the game was over, I found 2 each 1/2 empy cans in the bathroom, one in the kitchen, one in the living room, and another one sitting in the fridge cause the wife found it before I did. (sure wish I could remember her name, been getting away with calling her "Honey" for years now) My gosh, sometimes it takes me a 6 pack of can opening, just to get the benefit of 12 ounces.
Hey, next trip to Cumberland, if you see a maroon pontoon with a smiley face on the back, give me a shout. I'd kinda like to know where the #@$@!!@#$! I left it this time. I wondered why the trip home was so fast, rig was just lighter than normal. And ya know those comedians at Jamestown ramp didn't say a thing when I backed in to ramp out, then left without a boat. Spent most of teh way home trying to remember why I backed down there.



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