i went to the buckskinners today
and i got stung by a goddam bee.
gah. it hurts soo bad.
right on the back of my thigh, under my butt.
i call it a buttbite.
we were standing in line for "jerked beef", which ended up tasting like ass, so it wasn't even worth it.
but i did have the most delicious root beer ever, which is what the bee was after.
or he just wanted to get in my pants.
((ooooo get it? i kill myself!))
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lol i like your pants joke
what's the buckskinners?
all these people that dress up like pioneers or something and they build tps and campfires and sell old timey junk. they're funny.
they used to go to Peshtigo's Historical (Histerical) Days and i would go up to grammy's cuz it was across the street. but then one guy didn't wear underwear under his deerskin pants and a kid saw the guy's junk, so now they can't go there anymore.
kels...we went there in the 4th grade on a field trip.
I LOVE THE BUCKSKINNERS!!
they're like the amish...only better.
=]
good comparison. i've never seen amish people... but i've seen enough buckskinners for a lifetime so that's okay.
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