This was the second to last weekend of school, and, appropriately, it featured some fantastic events. Luckily, I found myself with both the monetary and other-things-to-do excuses. So I was able to avoid seeing this weekend’s main meh-vent Blues and Shoes. Despite its feel-good attitude, bluegrass does little to nothing compared to sitting where I am now (A ancient Grecian couch with servants feeding me grapes in my prone position) listening to the JB horns.
What did I do then? I went to Lake George and shot some big guns. It was my first time using gun powder, and I could see that everyone had a chuckle at my nerves. My right shoulder proves to be a little sore this morning… I did get a Jagermeister had out of it (from a pastor no less!). I went to a birthday party with one of the more interesting speeches. Then I biked through snow rain and a broken brake lever.
Joke of the week:
What do you get when you cross a pitbull with a chicken?
Answer: Just the Pitbull
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