I went out to the back yard and went to town on the mushrooms. As soon as I'd hit one, the dogs would bounce off after it. I finally yelled stop enough and they quit but then Archer just kept barking at me. He doesn't like me swinging golf clubs.
Earlier that day I was doing something in the front yard and they wanted me to feel sorry for them and set them free.
Fat chance.
On Friday we went to a few bars in Eric's neighborhood. We stopped by a place called the Wilde Collection. While there, I saw a girl and told her not to move that I wanted to get a picture and I promised I wasn't weird. Then I showed her the picture.
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| I blurred out her face only because I have no clue who she is and never asked if I could post it, not to add to the creepiness of the look. |
Then she had her friend get one on her camera. (patting myself on the back for the good eye)
We looked around a little more and I spotted what type of coyote I'd be if I were a coyote.
After looking around there and then hitting up a few more shops, we headed to another bar.
That was where we were when I decided I'd reached my limit and was good. And to everyone who kept going, I thought "have fun with that". We ended up at Eric's place and stayed for a little bit and then headed home. I think we're all ready to do it again.
