No I don’t have a rainbow sticker on my car. Shut up.

Lest you meatheads are thinking that old Joe got stood up, left at the proverbial alter, be it known that you are not correct, in fact you are wrong.

Evidently, the swelling went down, because my BFF and I met up this past Monday evening. One of the first things he said was that when he told his girlfriend we were meeting she said,

"Oh that's right; you're meeting your stalker."

Nice.

So anyway, we had a couple of belts, spoke about fatherhood and music; discussed our craft. He even showed me his tats. In short, we bonded and became fast friends.

Ok granted I haven't heard from him since, and somehow he slipped out without paying, but don't you worry, he'll call.

Tony-don't let me down bro.

Comments

[natalie]

again...you make me laugh.

he'll call. don't you worry. and if he doesn't there is a half-gallon of fudge ripple ice cream calling your name. the ice cream will love you and make you feel better.

oh...speaking of ice cream...how's the running coming?

[HeyJoe]

Oh, I don't know..Do you think he LIKES ME? Would pass him a note in math and see what he says? BUT DON'T TELL HIM IT'S ABOUT ME!

I have yet to start up the running regime again. Still need to buy some good shoes. But soon, very soon.

[Fiesty Charlie]

Hey Joe.... remember back in your younger days, when you told some poor girl YOU would call?

Well, she is now the one dating your BFF! Ain't paybacks a complete and utter _itch?

LOL

Love this blog!!

[HeyJoe]

Thx Fiesty.

As I recall I was always on the receiving end of the "I'll call you." line.