Thursday, December 17, 2009
Nehow
I've stayed home sick the last few days and discovered our house phone rings a lot. So I listened to our answering machine for the first time since we bought it and discovered 13 messages from Drew, Maggie, and Volpe screaming/asking what the score to the Sox game (that we were at) was and demands for directions to the nearest Popeyes. Unbelievably hysterical.
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please tell me you saved all of them... i be missin you foo
duh, of course i saved them. we are shit hammered drunk and really really funny in them. i think i can make a jerky boys type cd out of it.
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