[Jhooman]

Originally Posted by r_foye

So last night I threw on my Michael Vick jersey, grabbed my concealed weapons permit and strapped my trusty .38 Special into my Sans-a-Belt slacks and headed to LSL to see what all this fuss is about. I drove my modified gas cart as fast as I could go up Buena Vista and parked near the center of the square. My trusty Labrador Buddy had to take care of business after the long cart ride so I let him unburden himself near the clocktower. Me and the wife punched down a couple of 40 ouncers while we sat in our cart eating some burgers we got at Johnny Rockets (the service was bad and the food was average). One of the local deputies came over to hassle us but I told him to go arrest some real criminals as this is a drinking community and I have the right to party without consequences. I couldn't stay as late as I wanted because I am getting up early to hunt Caribou with the Morse family so I let the wife drive us home as she was less intoxicated than I was. We took out a few signs on the way home but thats okay because we live in America's friendliest hometown.

Dude - You be BAD