This weekend is gonna blow for ol' Teddy, I've got nothing at all planned. Nothing at all to do but yard and house work. Nothing to do but prepare for the Holiday that has nothing to do with our brave troops. My holiday, the best holiday, comes next week. That holiday is Porkfest, the day Jesus came down from heaven, invented the pig, ate ribs and drank beer all day and then passed out in a manger...and it was good. This weekend also marks the 21st anniversary of my meeting the wife. I've told this story a dozen times but it's so romantic I have to tell it again. My sisters and I threw a memorial day weekend party, she showed up with a friend of my sister, She was digging me form the get go cause I'm too awesome for words and I said, "Wow, I wanna make sweet vicious love to her." I didn't, not that night anyway, she came back a couple of days later, we went out and she never left. End of story. Fucking hardcore romance.
On a more serious note. I do hope our troops get to come home from those shitholes they're in some day soon. Kill all the bad guys, build some schools, dig a well, get the fuck out.
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