I think we're going to need more than a 12 pack better get a case because we're going to need full service. I got the van We're good to Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
I'm dying. Damnit you're funny! Bww is probably too drunk to even notice it posted 3 times and you probably are too!!!
I'm not drunk yet, maybe a little high but certainly not drunk. Now, why would I post three times? I think that yoga shit has that blood running to your head and affecting your eyesight and your judgment.
tuna ... you're rapidly making your way alongside of Bww's for the Most Horrible Man Ever list ... LOL damn crazy man!
That would be quite an achievement no fucking doubt, but I could never surpass that level of horribility not even in my wildest dreams. I know and right now you're thinking horribility isn't even a word, well it most certainly is because (a.) tuna is high and (b.) the blood in your head/yoga thingie.
Nothing beats getting high and listening to music, wait scratch that getting high and going for a ride in a van with some beer.
ok, sticking with tuna's story behind the song theme........... I hope you all read this before you listen to the lyrics. For those that already know the lyrics.......hope you enjoy the story. So back when i was 16-17 and flipping burgers at McDonalds, one of our managers was dating a county cop. This guy was a real hard ass and used to give us guys the business when he came around. After close, we used to hang around in the parking lot and smoke weed and drink our beers and he would always run us off. Well one day after he ran us off, he pulled me over and had my car strip searched for drugs by himself and another but he didn't find any and had to let me go. Our store had a softball team and we competed with all the other stores in the region and our store manager was the manager of our team. During our practices i always supplied the boombox and my fantastic assortment of mix cassette tapes. One saturday morning we had a practice before our game that our friendly cop was going to attend so i made sure i loaded just the right mix tape with a special song for our friendly cop who's name was ................."Bob Brown". Myself and a few of my buds knew the song very well and could not wait to see this play out. When i saw him pull up i ejected the tape that was playing and loaded the "special" tape in the boombox and pressed play. It was the 3rd or 4th song on the tape so he had plenty of time to get settled in in the dugout... I turned it up just a bit louder this time.......
LMAO ginny that's classic. How did he react? The county cops were always dicks. Chicago Cops were always cool as fuck with us growing up. I remember one time we were baking out in front of this girls house. You know the girl who's mother fell in the toilet when I left the seat up but I digress, and the cops pulled up and the smoke just rolled out the window, and the Chicago cop says "Gas Grass and Ass listen we got a complaint about you guys parked here could you just move it along."
Well our practice took a brief uncomfortable pause towards the end of the song due to non participation due to myself (shortstop) and our third baseman staring out at our right and center fielders who were laying on the ground in hysterical laughter. When i turned around i saw our friendly cop (who after that, assumed the new nickname of Bob(by) Brown) walk up to Sue (our manager) and said something to her and left the field. Sue called us in to home plate and said...."ok were all grown ups here and although that was funny for some of you, there won't be a next time without consequence". Later that morning she caught me by myself and said if i wasn't one of her favorites she wouldn't have laughed inside. She was always extremely cool to me and i used to slip her joints on occasion and even smoked with her after close many times. She knew i thought he was a dick because i told her weeks before.
Here's a band I used to listen to back in the late 70's. A west coast band I completely forgot about you would think from their other stuff they were a southern band.