Well I’ll Be Damned July 19, 2008
Posted by daveintexas in Humor, Man Laws, Personal Experiences, Philosophy, Sports, Travel.trackback
Hugh Jackman, my close personal friend, dropped in for a visit today.
He asked me to say hi to the IB ladies. The big dork is out layin in the pool now, suckin down a Fosters (I keep em around for him, although to be honest, I like Fosters too).
Oddly enough, he shares a birthday with my eldest younger sis, October 12th. I got this for him for his b-day so it’s an early gift.
He really likes it.
I’ll figure out something else for Michael and Mrs. Michael.
also, some of you gals have made quite the impression on Hugh. I’m just sayin!
*spritzes a little perfume on the hump*
Is that a belt buckle or a license plate?
IIRC, don’t Ozzies really prefer Victoria Bitters over Foster’s?
Also, Brad, belt buckles are a big deal in Texas.
But what do I know? I mistook Berlin, CT for Berlin, Germany.
I am so frickin’ tired of that nancy boy Hugh Jackman getting all the attention. Dave, why don’t you just tell that jerk to mooch his beer somewhere else.
Hugh Jackman?! The prancing prince of Broadway? Isn’t he just a lovely fruit basket? NTTIAWWT.
Mr. L says that big buckles like that, especially ones worn by bull riders are “Tombstones for a Dead Dick”.
I think it’s a Texas thing.