My GracyHello friends,
Well, I got 1 day and 11 hours before Grace is no longer your humble story tellers. I was having a tough time with the idea of selling her, but I'm OK with it now. I am getting more out of this than I expected. You see, some of my friends that I use to work with were gonna pitch in and buy her, then give her back to me. The 4 J's. Jason, James, Jon, and Joe. A Christmas gift I guess. But my buddies hearts are bigger than their knowledge of guitars, so when they looked her up on the ol' Google box and saw how much she was worth they backed out like a crawdad on crack. It doesn't matter tho, the idea that they wanted to do it is a pretty keen Christmas present in it's self. I have tried to think about what I have done to get them to want to do that for me. I don't know. They are a bunch of alright cats, cheap, but alright. It might be because we are all members (the only members) of the Loyal Order Of The Gilded Beaver, mobile Beaver lodge 13, Tulsa Oklahoma. All Hail Beaver Maggee!!!
Here is a helpful tip for all you men out there. If you are doin' a little Christmas shoppin' for your dolly, and you go to one of those fancy underwear joints in the mall, I don't care how fat her ass is you buy size small panties. I don't care if she can't get those things around her ankle, you buy small, got it? She can go back and exchange them. Get you one of those gift receipts. Cause let me tell you somethin' brother, if you get anything besides a size small you are just askin' for a bump on the ol' coconut and/or no hubba-hubba for a coons age. And if she says "Small, I can't were these" (she won't, but if she does) you say to her "Are you kiddin', baby you got the rump of a 10 year old boy!" Glad I could help you out.
My last Christmas song of the year. Check out the Guitar Elvis is playing.
Adios,
~e~
PS ~ To the 4 J's, I didn't really mean it when I wrote 'cheap'. You guys are the greatest. Thanks.
Well, I got 1 day and 11 hours before Grace is no longer your humble story tellers. I was having a tough time with the idea of selling her, but I'm OK with it now. I am getting more out of this than I expected. You see, some of my friends that I use to work with were gonna pitch in and buy her, then give her back to me. The 4 J's. Jason, James, Jon, and Joe. A Christmas gift I guess. But my buddies hearts are bigger than their knowledge of guitars, so when they looked her up on the ol' Google box and saw how much she was worth they backed out like a crawdad on crack. It doesn't matter tho, the idea that they wanted to do it is a pretty keen Christmas present in it's self. I have tried to think about what I have done to get them to want to do that for me. I don't know. They are a bunch of alright cats, cheap, but alright. It might be because we are all members (the only members) of the Loyal Order Of The Gilded Beaver, mobile Beaver lodge 13, Tulsa Oklahoma. All Hail Beaver Maggee!!!
Here is a helpful tip for all you men out there. If you are doin' a little Christmas shoppin' for your dolly, and you go to one of those fancy underwear joints in the mall, I don't care how fat her ass is you buy size small panties. I don't care if she can't get those things around her ankle, you buy small, got it? She can go back and exchange them. Get you one of those gift receipts. Cause let me tell you somethin' brother, if you get anything besides a size small you are just askin' for a bump on the ol' coconut and/or no hubba-hubba for a coons age. And if she says "Small, I can't were these" (she won't, but if she does) you say to her "Are you kiddin', baby you got the rump of a 10 year old boy!" Glad I could help you out.
My last Christmas song of the year. Check out the Guitar Elvis is playing.
Adios,
~e~
PS ~ To the 4 J's, I didn't really mean it when I wrote 'cheap'. You guys are the greatest. Thanks.
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Yeah, those guys are some alright Beavers!!
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