Jesus, I'm gone for a day

[jack]

and you kids freak out

anyway Merry Christmas. I'm really doing the Xmas spirit thing this season it would appear. Not a drop of snow anywhere (rain actually) hundreds of thousands (millions actually) of investment money and planning are hinging on the FUCKING WEATHER, which threatens to teach the puny humans a lesson this ski season.

Because there isn't one is Stowe, so far this year. Anyway I spent the day with people who spend too much money trying to rekindle their personal forgotten spirit of christmas yesterday who were demanding things like snow of me.

But it's all good. Xmas party tonight at the Rusty Nail. Panda will be there. We'll tip a couple of iced draft Heinekens from the Cobra just for all of you :bigass:

 

[Robert "Monkey" Loggia]

I don't like onions in my chinese fried rice.

Stowe is the last name of my aunt.

 

[jack]

That old actress?

 

[Ned Gauthier]

I remember the Rusty Nail. I liked their custom ale.

Jack, are you a Magic Hat drinker?

 

[Ned Gauthier]

Oh wait you can't drink beer because of teh diabetes.

 

[jack]

I can drink Heinekin light, which I do.

The Nail is completely redone. 22 drafts, nitrogen cooled through the Cobra's.

 

[jack]

I hate ale

 

[Cranky Bastard]

Weinhard's Pale Ale is very good.

 

[Love Child]

Jesus isn't here Jack.

 

[Love Child]

He is inside of me.

 

[Love Child]

I ate him.

 

[Love Child]

I ate Jesus.

 

[jack]

It's heaven between your big toes, though.

 

[Love Child]

Does Jesus give you gas?

 

[Love Child]

I don't have big toes. Just itty bitty little ones.

 

[Love Child]

LOL.

 

[jack]

Imagine if Jesus was your big brother?

 

[jack]

Imagine your parents saying...."why cant you be more like your brother"?

 

[jack]

I'd be all...."BECAUSE HE'S THE MESSIAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11111111111"

 

[Love Child]

Imagine.