Good company... I had the pleasure of having dinner with my good friend Kjeld (pronounced Keld - the j is silent...he's Danish, k?) who always manages to keep me in stitches with his blondeness and the Kingdom of Kjeld. He's a slut. About a year ago I bought him a pin that says SLUT....and he promptly pinned it on his shirt while we were out for dinner and told everyone how proud he was to be one...he's a giggle. We talk almost daily it seems on msn, but I don't get to see him often, so it was a real treat. That and not having to do the dishes was appealing as well.
No drinks though - it's the season for the boys in the black and whites (or at least they used to be) out prowlin' to catch anyone that's had a few too many. I need my license, thanks.
And I thank them for this.
They take quite a haranguing our boys in blue, but they do their best to keep our streets safe so we can raise our kids in relative sanity...or as sane as it can be in my world ;)
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