Trust me, I'm gettin' lit. I called my business partner back home a little bit ago and he informed that one of the units in our four-plex caught fire last night and the entire place was damaged by smoke. I'm not drinking because I'm bummed the folks living there have to move or because of the cost of repairs, since we have insurance for that kind of stuff, I'm drinking in celebration that I'm a thousand miles away and he's stuck dealing with it!
And the sheep will wait all night, because it's fUcking raining tonight and wet wool is not as sexy as you'd think.
Edited, Oct 18th 2006 at 6:34pm PDT by Barkingturtle