Yesterday morning our gal Evil did a hell of a job in trying to get my heart to beat out of my chest. But once again I have thwarted her attempt. I know that she will not admit it, but if she catches me falling off of my ride, flopping around on the floor like a freshly landed bluefish, holding my chest, her life will be complete. One sure sign of how hard the workout was, is that after each segment there was a collective chorus of moans from the people taking the class. And all this pain from a little munchkin like cutie pie with the will of Attila the Hun. But once again I lived to spin another day. Hey ERSG, I am making the raspberry sound.
On another note Evils parents are staying at her home for a couple of days. She told me that her parents are arguing every day with her husband over political ideology's . It seem her parents are democratic liberals, and her husband is an evil republican. Well all I can say is "You go Papa and Nana Evil." You fight the good fight.
Here is one of the songs that Evil used to try to do me in. Enjoy.
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Heh heh... Two things I will never argue about (but am happy to discuss) - Religion and Politics!
Here is to the ERSG household observing the truce of no-mans land!
- Snoot
Nobody was arguing this time-Thank God. We have all learned our lesson from times past. It was hard for me pull myself away from my buddies Rush, Glenn, and Sean for a couple of days- but I did so out of respect for the 'rents. I wanted them to enjoy themselves and the kids in a nice relaxing atmosphere. La de dahhhhh, La de dahhhhhh. Now all is back to normal. I'm back in my routine and ready to kick Willie's liberal butt next week. Carrie is returning post 26.2 on Monday btw. Save her a nice bike. :-)
Bonham on drums!
Great drummer, him and his son.
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