Last night I bought some salt and vinegar Pringles. Holy Pizzaaamm! These things are outta control. My mouth is on fire. I love it.
Anyway today is the 8th day of the 5th month of the year 2006. Exactly 28 years ago I was born. And oh how the world has suffered since...
And Im working. Eating the bomb chips. And paint chips. And in Cairo its after 2pm. That means its beer:30. Or nap:30?
Recent events log: wakeboarder in the nile, sandstorm, chips, a car wreck, a mini KTM dirtbike terrorizing the neighborhood, masturbating taxi drivers (more!?#), and the wireless antenna I set up died, and thats sad.
5 comments:
These chips are making me salty! Errr, thirsty?
That's as dumb as a screen door on a battleship.
My pockets hurt.
Happy Birthday Mr Ferguson.
Happy Birthday, its 8:41 AM in Poky and now I have to work. Boo hoo for me.
Cheers!
Happy Bday, Man! Hope you have a quack-tastic day/night. Can't wait to see you stateside soon. I may even let you rub my growing belly!
P.S. Love the cow pic.
dude happy birthday! enjoy your last drops of bday beer....or whiskey...whatever you may be drinking!
jlp
And so, it is sad to think that even though I have a bro out there that seems to think that life is all just pretzel (Pringles) and beer, that I am here wishing him a happy birthday. Sheesh... And I sent your present back with mom...
Good idea: Senging your brother a present for his birthday.
Bad Idea: Sending your brother a present for his birthday via your mother the black hole of loosing things.
Happy Birthday and by the way, I know you will love the present. It so rocks.
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