Me, looking at Mike, who is squinting at the TV over the bar: "Where's your glasses?"
Mike: "At home."
Me: "Uh huh"
Mike: "What? I don't need them to drink."
Happy Friday, folks.
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Friday, January 7, 2011
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Scotch time soon...
Woot! Friday!
Plus there is less chance of "misplacing" them.
Happy Friday Breda & Mike!
Who needs glasses when you've got double vision?
Speaking of Breweries, my hometown of around 70k people will soon be adding its 6th and 7th brewery. It's nice to be spoiled sometimes.
The town down the road of 2.5k will soon be adding its 2nd though. I think we might be alcoholics here in Montana.
Perhaps he planned to obtain a pair of beer goggles? Those don't fit very well over glasses. =D
But does he need them to drive? ;-)
Sure! And haven't ya heard of beer goggles, now?
Mark Alger
If we suddenly started making sense our wives would miss the challenge of figuring out what the Hell we are talking about and everybody would lose.
Well, that IS true... Unless he wants beer goggles :-)
Quoting from Benny Hill:
"I asked her about the mark at the bridge of her nose."
She said "It's from my glasses."
"I asked her if she'd tried contact lenses."
She replied "They don't hold enough beer."
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