OK who is going to zones and wants to eat afterwards on the Saturday @7pm. Going to Red, Hot and Blue (no, it's not an adult movie store--they don't have that sort of thing in VA) which is a BBQ/Ribs place. Add your yay/nay below so we can get a count, thanks.
Paul Wolf has offered to pick up the tab this year...:banana:
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...OK the last bit was a lie you've got to pay for your own...but I wish I could have seen his face....
:rofl:
What do I have to do to get "wild" in front of my name?!?!? Why is the pool closed? Have I not told you about all of the freezing cold pools/bodies of water I've jumped in fully clothed after a night of drinking? Do you have a hot tub? If not, can you get one before Sunday? If not, do your neighbors have a hot tub that we can crash?
See you all on Sunday! I'm headed to my college for the alumni meet on Saturday.....FUN!!!!!
If you want a hottub, you've got to go to Stud's house. The pool doesn't open until May when we have decent weather. It's unheated and hasn't been shocked. If you want to hop in disgusting unshocked water, feel free to peel the cover back and go for it, Wild Julie. One of my neighbors has a big trampoline you might like.
Jim Thornton, and his sesquipedalian, drug taking, compulsive ways, just captures the essence of "Wild." God knows what will happen to my guest cottage while he's here. The cashmere towels will probably be shredded.
What do I have to do to get "wild" in front of my name?!?!? Why is the pool closed? Have I not told you about all of the freezing cold pools/bodies of water I've jumped in fully clothed after a night of drinking? Do you have a hot tub? If not, can you get one before Sunday? If not, do your neighbors have a hot tub that we can crash?
See you all on Sunday! I'm headed to my college for the alumni meet on Saturday.....FUN!!!!!
If you want a hottub, you've got to go to Stud's house. The pool doesn't open until May when we have decent weather. It's unheated and hasn't been shocked. If you want to hop in disgusting unshocked water, feel free to peel the cover back and go for it, Wild Julie. One of my neighbors has a big trampoline you might like.
Jim Thornton, and his sesquipedalian, drug taking, compulsive ways, just captures the essence of "Wild." God knows what will happen to my guest cottage while he's here. The cashmere towels will probably be shredded.
