It’s kneecap breakin time.
Alas, this means War. I’m not talking about a nice, say, war of words, war of Magic, war of Roses, or a war of the worlds.
This is the bad kind of War.
I should have known when I went to the “Frontier Days Free Pancake Breakfast” That something was wrong.
The Boy Scouts were selling Marshmallow guns.
These means that this was either 1) A Texas Scout Troop on vacation or 2) My friends influence has reached beyond the borders of Texas. Kind of like “He-Whos-Name-Must-Not-Be-Spoken-Thank-You-Very-Much” (Aka Brendo).
So, I just do my thing, take pictures, and leave. Guess what I find in my e-mail when I check?
A Picture. Now, you may say, pictures are just fine.
Not when they come from Texas.
My friend thought this was hilarious. I then sent it to some other former friends to see what they thought (I was hoping for some indignation). They Laughed.
This was not what I was looking for.
The acronym LOL was not what I was looking for.
So after much protest, here’s the photo.
Excuse me while I make sure I *own* this domain.
Ooo la la Mr. Darcy. Um, I mean Mr. Hardy.
Where do I go to apply…I can’t wait to feel the dead arm around me!!
I’m getting the faint, faint feeling I’m being mocked….
I think that if everyone who reads this blog donated $20, we could get this billboard put up. That would be swell, don’t you think? The question is location. We could put it up in Cheytown, but everyone already knows Hardy there. We could put it up in Utah, but then we would just be copy cats. So I guess Hardy has to decide if he wants some Texan girl lovin, or some other state. California is out, as you would get emails from guys, so lets brainstorm a bit here. Any takers???
Hotter than Lance? Hmmm…perhaps… haha ~~
I’ll take some Texan Girl Lovin. Since I hear College Station has some ladies in it 😉
I am scared to ask how much time you spent working on that billboard