When the music's over, turn out the lights...: One Word: Surf

Thursday, June 25, 2009

One Word: Surf

Toes in surf, I drink from my canteen. Margarita if you must ask. Nothing like cool and salty when you're in a sweat. Time to dive in! Cheers!

9 comments:

murat11 said...: Diving farther into that canteen, I assume.; June 26, 2009 6:30 AM
MichaelO said...: "Hey bartender! Another drink! For all my friends!" - Henry Chinaski, Barfly.; June 26, 2009 1:57 PM
missalister said...: Thanks, man, I need one...like a spider needs a fly ; ); June 26, 2009 3:26 PM
murat11 said...: Sandals? They gave me sandals? My formal resignation is in the mail. Epic fail.; June 26, 2009 6:22 PM
missalister said...: Paschal, you're such a fusspot.

..oh, sorry, music man...this is your site. So tell 'im he's a fusspot. Tell him he complains about all the prompts. Tell him to go start his own prompt site an' see what he says, ahaha ; ); June 26, 2009 7:23 PM
MichaelO said...: Yes, Professor P. Please start your own blog prompt! Who, but you, could come up with one word? And don't be such a fusspot....

What I wouldn't give to sit in a booth with you 2 and a few pitchers of Shiner Bock...; June 26, 2009 8:12 PM
murat11 said...: The epic fail was me.

Prompt: radiant screed. After the gold rush.; June 26, 2009 9:31 PM
missalister said...: Radiant screed… Sorry again, music man. The professor is being particularly Scorpio—the difficult side of Scorpio—these days. And to think, before the gold rush, the three of us could’ve been something akin to the Mod Squad, sittin’ in a booth, drinking down those divine Shiners…; June 27, 2009 12:20 AM
MichaelO said...: Sorry, I'm hanging with Lady A. You'll have nothing out of me in 60 seconds, amigo. Now where are them Shiners?; June 27, 2009 1:00 AM

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