Xmastime

I'm going down for Wilson Family Christmas tomorrow, extending my current streak of spending the holiday without a significant other - or hell, even an insignificant other - and therein lying in bed at 9:30pm (the day ends early in Brothatime!!Land) drunk-texting any woman who's ever spoken to me.  Sigh.  Fucking hell.  Luckily, B-time!! has mentioned the word "Yorkshire Pudding", so...   :)

Paddy Mac tricycle memories HERE.

Ah yes, the year illWill took the "Drunk Dumbfuck" Award from me after my own long reign. Dumb on, young buck!

"Get the fuck outta the way, asshole!"