GOODBYE RISSY!
Well as ya'll may know, Miss Riss left us today for the thrills and chills of Beantown, we shall all miss her, but all good things must come to an end. Speaking of coming to an end, when the Hell does off-season begin? I know it's supposed to be here alreads, but shiznizzle kiddies. Town was absolutley silly with peeps this weekend. I mean saturday night alone was like a HS convention, with lil babies and their T-backs running around everywhere, WTF? Top that off with some loud mouthed, bald, ruggerfest priques, throw in some drunk bridesmaids, and that makes for an absolutlely shitty night on the town. So after friday nights debaucery and drama-;puh-leez, and the worst hang over of my life, OK not really, but it was terrible none the less, Saturday nights big blowout bonanza turned out to be a bitch blow-up barf-a-rama. After taking the four hour saturday nap, I was a rarin' to go, til I gets the word that the "party animals" were going to watch movies for Miss Riss's last night in town, and perhaps order in. Boo-hoo. Feeling a bit deflated and probably a bit hungover, I decide to go see 40 year old virgin, solo. This turns out to be actually pretty funny, but I did such a good job of making myself comfortable in the theatre that I woke up in the credits, AGAIN!!! That's twice in two movies kids, what's going on here, I am begining to experience the early stages of what can only be descirbed as movie-lepsy which effects every other male in my family? For awhile I thought it had skipped a generation, but these last couple of instances have really got me worried. HELP! BTW, did anyone watch the emmy's? Well your a dork if you did! But thanks to TR3NT, for the images of the CRAP that you missed, of r all you non-dorks out there. Peace biznatchles, I'm out! BTW-First ever MNF double header, REJOICE! Go cowboys