We went out last weekend. We went to a basketball game. After the game we didn't go home and put on our pajamas, but instead went to a bar. And stayed there until 11:30pm. Because we can still party hardcore, yo.
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You need to beat box, yo.
I love this; this is so my husband and I these days.
You are SO rock n' roll.
Ummm can you tell him to stop dancing and post something at fat dad 5k... he was totally inspiring me...
Miss Yvonne, you are pulling our leg. No doubt you and Cap'n Carl can really party like cossacks when you want... I'm betting a future blog posting of yours proves it so...
If I'm guessing right, you left the bar early because it's cooler at your house. Some bars just get kind of sad when the hour gets late.
HOT-cha!
I could be wrong, but Lawrence Welk was a little cooler than that video. Sorry, Carl.
On that note, I bought a best of Dolly Parton cd today. (I still buy cd's and I love boooooobs.)
11:30? I am in awe.
It's really pathetic that I can't really remember the last time I saw 11:30 p.m. right?
That's a hit right there.
Wow. You are....somethin'...
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