Thursday, February 14, 2008

Are we there yet?

I have another work friend. We get along.

He has a giggle and perverse sense of humor. He is also, so.... not politically correct. Sometimes he asks me to go to the grocery store (Commissary) with him. I smoke, he smokes, he does not smoke in his truck, so I drive.

As soon as the seat belt clicks, he starts with the whiney a$$ "Are We There Yet????" crap and continues with this diatribe until we drive the 2 1/2 blocks to the Commissary.

Can I smack him into tomorrow?

Doc, Love ya more.