Ok so here is the play by play from the west coast:
You know how coach sometimes gets into those moods where hes...well...funny and nice. Amazingly hes like that 24/7 and I'll be honest, it kinda freaks me out. I'm tempted to tell him that I can't race because I have to go to a family members funeral (something he could never understand the neccessity to attend) just to piss him off.
During our layover in Vegas, Natalie and I hit the slots and cashed out big ($2 for me, $8 for her). Afterwards coach asked how we made out, I said "coach we didnt make out, we just plaid slots!!! Oh shit that gave me the satisfaction of rickrolling, without Rick Astley. Coach didn't get it at all which added to my enjoyment.
Trip Talley:
Illegal traffic manuevers made by coach - 5
Hot California chicks seen - 0 (can't leave this damn hotel unless its to eat at a quizno's or something)
Cianelli speaches lasting over 30 min - 2
Alcoholic beverages consumed in coaches presence - 2
Episodes of Scrubs - 4
Hours spend on discovery channel/animal planet - 7
Coach took us to see some big trees (random coach excursion) and he mentioned that he would like to plant rows of them around his property to seclude himself. Now let me point out that these trees very much resembled long erect penis's. Gosh, get him away from Anne for too long and he dreams of growing large quantities of penis trees.
Ok well I run at 6:05pm my time (9:05pm your time) so that means I need to go sit alone in my hotel room freakin out while watching Deadliest Catch for another hour or so. Oh and James ill be brining home some TP for us, (better TP = more desire to Poo = victory in the poo war). The imodium is in my system so I'll be cocked locked and ready to drop. Miss you guys.
Love,
Dozer
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