must have been after my bed time

 

I think you had started telling your story about your foot.

 

ha ha Steve's stories were the best. and "the ranch" was just classic. I'll have to come to his defense though. It may have been the alcohol. Scott and I were getting annoyed at waiting for new mugs of beer, so at that point we decided we all need our own pitcher of beer, not a mug. Then again accodring to Damir those were "big *** beers". whoa a 9oz mug, that **** was huge

 

Alex is a cool cat, funny how everyone was a bit scared but me during that whole incident. I guess things like that are not as common in FL as they are up here.

 

I don't like laughing at an angry person, especially a drunk angry person**. I was scared that me and Scott were going to bust a gut, and get shanked.



**seriously, I left the room for like 5 minutes and the level of 151 dropped 3 inches.

 

I was laughing so hard a vein on my forehead was gonna 'splode.

 

that thing bout 'sploded like 12 times.

 

Gosh yeah it did. It was sexay.

 

Okay recap: there's some hugely hillarious inside joke, that you only got if you went to the retreat, and it involved ranch.



- Hand

 

Uh huh.