Y'all don't drink beer?

If I'm not back in five minutes...just wait longer.

"Pretty girls don't drink beer"...stop it. A nice southern girl stated that last night. Stop it. I know plenty of pretty girls that drink beer and they all happen to be nice, classy lady folk as well. Just because your from the south and you are used to southernly gentlemen doesn't mean I'm going to pull your seat out for you at dinner. I'm from New York, we don't do that and we definitely drink beer. Stop it. 

My me time hand!

Spring break? Don't forget your shiv.

Ducks fly together.

Cops in south carolina...stop it. Arresting and jailing two defensless girls who just wanted to take the edge off with a little alcoholic beverage? Putting them in lockup? Stop it. I am sure you have better things to do then make them post bail and ruin their obvious vacation. Stop being jerks and stop being dicks. 632 dollars!? Court!? Stop it. 

As we recuperated from our big chair swap...

Happily Never After

Kriss Kross make you wanna Jump, Jump. 

The hair on my face...stop it. I hate having to cut you. I am lazy and do not like to shave. I let you go as long as possible, but at some point it just becomes ridiclous. No matter how much I cut you still seem to grow and grow and grow...stop it. Stop growing, hair on my face, it is getting old. Stop it. 

You want to hunt squirrels? It's the easiest thing in the world. All you need is a walnut and a boxing glove.