Albert and the Seven Seas, part V

Hey mon, what say we smoka spliff and chill on de bee-ach??

Albert and the Seven Seas, Part IV

Rock out with your cock out in Nassau!

Albert and the Seven Seas, Part III

Yeah, I did it again...drunken San Juan karaoke. Well, I did the drunken and the karaoke part again, anyhow. I belted out some Phantom and some Paul Simon for the crowd, but after singing Dear Old Nebraska U, I found that a few of my listeners had left. And you know, I can't blame them...have you ever really listened to that song? It's fairly accurate, though. Well, a few more drinks, a little bit of purging and I'll be off to bed.



After tonight, I think it's time to move on to some sunnier, more sober beaches...to be continued...


Dear Old Nebraska U (No Place Like Nebraska)
There is no place like Nebraska
Dear old Nebraska U.
Where the girls are the fairest,
The boys are the squarest,
Of any old school that I knew.
There is no place like Nebraska,
Where they're all true blue.
We'll all stick together,
In all kinds of weather,
For Dear old Nebraska U!

Albert and the Seven Seas, Part II

Wow, I had no idea that restaurants were allowed to serve this much daiquiri! At the Casa de Senior Frog, they call it "the yard". Let's see how Albert measures up by drinking not one, but two "yards."

to be continued...

Albert and the Seven Seas

I don't have much money, so I decided to stow-away on a boat and go wherever the winds blow me. I was discovered on the second day and was kicked off somewhere in the middle of the ocean. After one heck of a swim, I came to a rocky shore with stone walls. It looks like a fort or something. Where could I be? I climbed up on the wall to take a look around...

Obviously, I've found quite a nice little place. I wasn't sure where I was, so I decided to take a stroll through the nearby town. I found this odd looking gentleman hanging out in the streets. He was kindof a stuff-shirt though...he never would talk to me.
I couldn't place him immediately, but he looked familiar, though. At first I thought he might have been some kind of British military with his lack of talking and all, but that wasn't the case. Upon further investigation...

That's it!! Senior Frog of Puerto Rico! This is all starting to make sense now...I landed near a fort...I'm in Puerto Rico...I must be in San Juan!!! And now I think it's time for a drink with a frog.

To be continued...

Jeff?? Are you there??

Hi Jeff,

This is Buford. Did you get the gift I sent? I hope it brings Shannon hours of enjoyment. And of course, you should use it, too...just be sure to use plenty of lube. We don't need you hobbling around like a bow-legged cowboy. That could be akward. Rumors would start; for example: "You know I heard that Jeff likes it in the butt." Yeah, you don't need that, so be careful.

I'm beginning to grow concerned because I haven't heard from you in a while. What's the deal?

Strolling along...

I was hanging out in the snow the other day when I met this lovely woman. We quickly became good friends often enjoying long walks together and whispering sweet nothings into each others ear. Take a good look, Jeff...maybe you know her.

An Arkansas Ed-u-ka-shun

Featuring such popular classes as Poultry Nutrition, Reproduction in Farm Animals, and Herpetology (the study of herpes), Arkansas Tech is a tantalizing place to enroll. I am particularly intrigued by the Reproduction in Farm Animals course. The class is 3 hrs of lecture and 2 hrs of laboratory, which leaves me wondering: Does everyone in class take turns humping the same goat or do we each get our own "classroom volunteer"? Personally, I'm not into sloppy seconds, so that may be a deal breaker for me.

-Buford

The Husker Blues

Well, Husker fans everywhere are a bit blue these days. While we are all a bit sad over our loss in the Cotton Bowl, the chance to be a color other than red is amusing. Regardless, I think it's time for a vacation from all of the football craziness...I will report back soon...

-Albert