
I ride because it enables me to declare jihad on casseroles that make tables groan under their weight and midwesterners beam with pride. This feast was topped off with turkey and a triple dessert. Ouch. The only way to finish this meal (other than
these) is with karaoke, which is surprisingly good for digestion, flexibility and core strength.

I assumed karaoke was only for my drunk Korean friends and lonely truckers, but I discovered you can learn a lot about your friends. For example, Patrick belted out a stunning version of
Bennie and the Jets with air piano and stated that he majored in voice for two years at college. Holy shit.

Further analysis of this photo shows important details.
- Pink Hawaiian shirt that Patrick wore to prom, which he coolly noted was his third prom. He was/is a cool kid who went to prom, and I am a loser who slept through most of high school and definitely never attended dances, but now we are hanging out. I am not sure what this means. Am I moving up in the social world or he is moving down?
- Wine from a pitcher.
- Home karaoke machine.
- Lego Keebler Elf on the monitor. Awesome.

What do peoples home inspire them to do? Does your house make you feel like it could be a
photo in a home decorating magazine? Does it make you want to relax? What does a Lego elf and karaoke machine inspire? The greatest invention. I present to you the "skiter."

You will be seeing this in snowy barrios around the world. This prototype converts your scooter to a snowmobile. Genius. Unfortunately my enthusiasm was shut down as Chula warned, "Do not give him the key." Either she meant I would crash and kill myself, or have so much fun that I would never come home. So now I have to build one of my own. I want my scooter back
BH.
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