Bwahahaha! I'm in the mood for mayhem!
**Puts out a keg of Guinness Stout and a big tray of soft pretzels fresh out of the oven, with sides of garlic butter, brown mustard, and marinara sauce**
OK, Old Farts, the bar is open!
Of course you are welcome.Am I going to have paint my hair grey and sneak in, or do I get a special underage pass this time?
Clean the room...don't mind if I do...Of course you are welcome.
We never turn away women that buy the beer, cook the food, bake the brownies, fetch our slippers, clean the room and put another log on the fire.
That is unless they go for the remote.
(he prepares for a drenching....)
Is that your way of trying to tell me to "settle down?"I was soooo ready for my periodic baptism by our Godess of knowledge and order....I am honored, and retract my statement, but thoroughly appreciate the drenching...
I know better....I pick my battles.Is that your way of trying to tell me to "settle down?"
I did write that I was in the mood for a bit of mayhem.
Alright....who put Guiness in the 'fridge?
For the last time.
Cold is for them slug bait clear beers....
Guiness goes on the steps to the basement.
Next to the DoppleSpaten Optimator, and Augusitnabrau Munchen
Yah just brought a smile to my face, and a warm bunch of memories 'flowed' over....Dang wil! You really are starting to sound like an Old Fart! Almost there, huh? (Flowperson established Old Fart age at 55+. Perhaps we can adopt the old Mesoamerican standard of age 52 just for you!)