Monday, August 31, 2009

Mr. Hammen: And how about the time we hopped in the family car and drove all the way to Woodstock?

Mrs. Hammen: Oh, that was a time. You got hold of that bad acid and didn't come down for two weeks, you kept telling everyone that you were Jesus Christ and then you jumped off a roof 'cause you thought you could fly!

Mr. Hammen: What a bummer.

Mrs. Hammen: No shit.

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