When the work week is done and barely a whisper can be heard through out the house, sits Mule stirring with excitement. No more nagging or needing. Tonight, it's Donkey's turn. And with a Kings thurst he pops the top off his Smith(y)wicks Ale, puts in a fat lipper of cherry Skoal and then sits on ass to play friday night GRAW....
Good times.... yes, I am bored at work...