No. This is about the eighteenth one I've had in as many years (no, I'm not that old), but they've never blasted them...they usually go in after it. I'm trying to give birth to this one at home (after four days in the hospital last week). I think Jeff's ready to trade me in on a new model.
That's sounds too painful for me. Yeah, I told my wife when she hits 40, I'm trading her in for two 20's.
My pit mate and fellow slow novice (Glenn Foster) turned me on to Mike's Hard Lemonade. That stuff has a nice kick and is much more refreshing than beer on a hot Savannah day.
Nice to now about that 220 thing. Maybe I could get something from Home Depot to be able to handle it.
Nope - got a bachelor party and tittie bars to go to on Saturday evening with the days filled by unpacking from the move since we have people coming to town next weekend for a wedding...
Make sure you save it!! A jeweler can give it a nice marquis cut and mount it in a tasteful setting to make an exquisite cocktail ring sure to be the envy of all your friends!!
Ah the fond memories. Now how the wife found out every detail when I was 500 miles away I'll never know. Kinda ended my days at the French ballet.
Damn! Just when you think you have him backed into a corner, he comes up with a valid excuse. The only reason we're letting you off is because you aren't a racer. If you were a racer that excuse would not apply.
