I went to a party Friday night. There were a lot of women and a lot of beer and a lot of pickup lines and a lot of fun and some dancing and a lot of women. I raced a guy drinking a cup of beer. We put a $5 bet on it. I won the money and the title of Fastest Drinker in the World. I know there’s someone faster, but I’ve yet to meet him.
On another note, I raked leaves today. It’s a good thing I have a beard, or my face would have gotten cold.