Two hores ago we blassed in New Year 2009 while laughing our asses off at freezing tempartures in Knoxvillle, TN and Washington, District of Conspiracy while were out under the thatch wiht plenty of tiki torhc lights!

So Haoppy New Rear from the Caribean where its nice and warm and white women dance funny because they all dirnk too much!

Now we go start NEw Year out with a bang! 🙂

     “Hey, you should come over Wednesday night.  Plenty of food!”
     “So, what, you’re havin’ a party?”
     “Well, I hadn’t thought of it like that, but lots of food, a few friends, drinks…”

     Yeah, I remember those days… I’ll bet Mr. McCaughan does, too…

     Just a “few friends,” indeed…

     Then the next morning, you’re trying to figure out who shat in the cat’s litter box and why all the deck furniture from Ivy and Wilde is in the trees.  The VW Microbus sitting in the den can never be easily explained.

     Exasperated due to many futile attempts, I’d usually just scream, “Those damn raccoons!”

     I mean, what the hell was I supposed to say?

     It’s not like anyone ever actually believed me when it was so clearly the work of Sebastian Cabot and his evil horde of winged monkies…

     Damn evil hordes of winged monkies!