Here I am kept waiting for the spectacular meme from Phil that is supposed to blow my doors off, now I don’t know if Phil is waiting for the perfect time, or, blowing some fragrant smoke up my alimentary canal… I have decided until he does, my Phil posts are gonna get raunchier and weirder and downright strange. I have laid down the gauntlet.
Finally got the Executive Committee together at Deathray’s boondock cabin, what a contentious lot of old farts and ne’er do wells. The first item on the agenda was what firewater was needed to be purchased and who brought the coffee and who was cleaning up after the slobs went home