its is now officially my birthday and ad far as people around my area in the "punk rock" scene go, i'm old. if i go to a show and talk to a gal she's either my age and married or she ends up being 13 which makes her a girl rather than a gal and thats wrong on so many levels.
then wonderful thing about my birthday is that it begins the two week count down to st. patric's day ( that's right there is technically no "k" in the gaelic alphabet). so look forward to more pictures of my drunken, kilted self in about two weeks.
speaking of kilts. here is an interesting note. i often wear mine in public and i'm always entertained by the variety of people asking wht i have underneath it. in some situations, when the ladies ask me, i find it entertaining to ask whether she would like the clean answer or the dirty answer. if she says the the dirty one i say "why don't you see for yourself?" and to this day i have yet to have anyone take me up on that one.
until next time
slainte'
then wonderful thing about my birthday is that it begins the two week count down to st. patric's day ( that's right there is technically no "k" in the gaelic alphabet). so look forward to more pictures of my drunken, kilted self in about two weeks.
speaking of kilts. here is an interesting note. i often wear mine in public and i'm always entertained by the variety of people asking wht i have underneath it. in some situations, when the ladies ask me, i find it entertaining to ask whether she would like the clean answer or the dirty answer. if she says the the dirty one i say "why don't you see for yourself?" and to this day i have yet to have anyone take me up on that one.
until next time
slainte'
dick smack jack me in the mouth!