Because there's no such thing as too much cheese. Unrolling the braciole of consciousness; shaping the meatball of life. Because everything is funny; you just need to view it from the proper angle. Good for cats. Made in Poland. Because everything is like a hat. You know how those gorillas can be... Very unforgiving.
Tuesday, May 23, 2006
Thanks for a warm (and I don't just mean temperature) and wild weekend, everyone. It was a blast even though Broadway Joe didn't have any acetone for the kite.
I had never been to a surprise party before but the look on Steve's face "at the moment" was priceless. I couldn't help but notice Steve mouth a word that would now result in a large fine if uttered on TV or radio. I kind of remember the gift shirt in question reading "You can't beat this meat" but I could be wrong. Kudos to Joey the Head for his Sunday shirts - one stating "Be glad I'm not your kid" and the other with the drawing of a table fan captioned "This blows."
I'll never forget the goodie bags from the Groucho glasses to biting open the Nik-L-Nip wax juice container for a birthday toast. Have any of the photos of all of us wearing the Groucho glasses surfaced? And did only our corner of the room see Joe Fatone, Sr. open his container of Play-doh and, in less than 15 seconds, create a limp pishy? Priceless.
Please post the "Wish you were here" photo of Steph, Nick and Kristie (or e-mail it if you think that would be wiser). That photo is ripe for a caption contest. Maybe a better caption would be, "What did you do on your summer vacation?"