beer & blades. safety first!
finally, a use for those rollerblades taking up precious closet space! enter–evening beer run. on my way home i witnessed pure brilliance. a rollerblader on his way home with a case of beer. the boy is my new hero! i can barely walk out of my apartment without hurting myself. an attempted beer run on wheels, would be the death of me. i applaud your spunk mr. beer-man.
i desperately need to start carrying a camera!
i guess you haven’t seen those new shoes with a built-in bottle opener.
i haven’t, otherwise i would own them!
way to go dave. another pair of shoes for the bottom of sarah’s already full closet.
aimee–since you were able to de-junk leash’s house, will you hit my closet next? i accidently bought 4 new pairs last night and of course have no room for them.
That is brilliant! I can just see us now…good thing we had all that practice back in ‘94, minus the balloons of course. Or not.
ahhhh, the good ole days! remember when i convinced you i could drive a stick shift in blades?
it wasn’t junk. she was throwing away good stuff!
aimee can de-junkify closets? i may need to hire her services…i’m up to 11 pairs of shoes….quite a few for a guy.
dave, i get her first! i have seen your shoes taste, and i appoved. remember? you don’t need her.
um sarah, I have the shoes with the built in bottle opener!! I wear them to your house alot
anonymous, err krissy. just another reason to love you! you my dear, can open my beer anytime!