Dude, he got "granola" so bad his freclkes are starting to look like raisins. It's his wife and her mother. They are slowly turning him into a box of grapenuts. When is this madness going to stop.
Al if I ever get that bad, you know, if I ever, I can't even stand the thought, If I.....
ever..
buy a pair of..
BIRKENSTOCKS (gasp, gasp)!!!!!!
I will be counting on you, my friend, to do the right thing. Lock me in a room wearing my birkenstocks, wool socks, cargo shorts and a tie-dyed shirt (all made from natural, organically grown fibers) with Rush Limbaugh, Mike Savage, Glenn Beck and the ghost of Ron Regan for a week with nothing to eat or drink besides lobster and steak and the finest beers from around the world.
Would you do that for me? Would you make me that promise right now? I'm counting on you Al. Don't let me slip to the pink side like our poor friend Troy.