But I'm sure it was something I was supposed to blog. So, here goes. I'm reviewing the notes in my palm, which has completely changed my life. In a good way, like TIVO. But anyway, I digress. The note was jotted down Saturday August 7th at 8:18 pm. That would have been while playing pool at Fox and Hound. And all it says is "Mike swinger".
I really wish I knew what that meant.
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Er.... what? Where was I? And more importantly, where were Rob & Andy?
Offhand, under any deviant definition of the word, I can't figure out how that would apply to me.
Maybe something to do with dancing???
Then why didn't you write "dancing?"
Good question. Maybe you're just a swinger. Or a swingin'. Or something. I'll take better notes next time.
Try "Michael getting rich" or "Michael taller".
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