Not that some of you don't have hectic-ass jobs and work long hours, but this weekend marks the I.P. for seven days a week through the end of August. Now's the time on Sprockets when we work.
Waiting for the first week of Oktober. I don't want to wish my life away, but I do want to go fishing.
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So I shouldn't use my upcoming week off to drive up with a couple cases of beer?
Not if you actually wanted to see me.
I accept beer as payment for good cooking and we can take the Kaiser a microwave dish & put it in his fridge after we piss in his yard.
I'd be afraid to piss in the Kaiser's yard, what with all the raccoons and possums and whatnot.
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