The adventures of two roaming Nebraska license plates.
Tuesday, January 09, 2007
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...
2 comments:
Anonymous
said...
Ah Albert; Jeff and I have taught you well...first piercings, then tattoos, repeated close proximity to 34C's, and now binge drinking...
And to top it off, not only have you crossed state lines (meaning FBI involvement is imminent), now you've traveled overseas without a passport...INTERPOL will be looking for you soon!
I'm a Nebraska Cornhusker license plate. My owner Jeff travels so much I decided I should follow suit and see what all the fuss is about. So now I have abandoned his car and hit the road to see where life takes me.
2 comments:
Ah Albert; Jeff and I have taught you well...first piercings, then tattoos, repeated close proximity to 34C's, and now binge drinking...
And to top it off, not only have you crossed state lines (meaning FBI involvement is imminent), now you've traveled overseas without a passport...INTERPOL will be looking for you soon!
Ooh, God no, idle threats. Excuse me while I quitely pee myself.
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