Can I ask what the name is?
I know someone who worked with an asshole doctor named Richard Head, who actually went by the name Dr. Dick Head. And my mom went to school with a guy whose name was Harry Bahls III. The third!
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Can I ask what the name is?
I know someone who worked with an asshole doctor named Richard Head, who actually went by the name Dr. Dick Head. And my mom went to school with a guy whose name was Harry Bahls III. The third!
Went to high school with Peter Whacker. I heard he changed his name in college.
This is Buffista conversation number six or seven, but I never get tired of it.
A man named Richard Head owned a biker bar in Houston. It was called "Dickhead's" . It may have already been closed when I lived in HOuston.
I babysat for a boy named Merrywether. He went by Merry. He was a III.
I went shooting today! My friend had posted asking if anyone wanted to go, and I was like "sure, why not?" figuring shooting a gun was on my "I should do this sometime in my life" list (not quite a bucket list, but...includes things like that, and like "Learn how to drive stick shift" and stuff).
Totally bizarre and not what I expected. Outdoors (also bizarre because it's OCTOBER in SEATTLE and it was HOT AND SUNNY WTF), in this old quarry. Nothing set up, it's in a state park and people just bring some lawnchairs and whatever guns or targets they want, and go crazy. I shot two of my friend's guns (a 38 and a 9 mil) and three of her coworkers had also come, so I got to shoot one of the coworkers' AK-47! Madness. (Seriously, dude, who the fuck needs an AK-47?!?!) It was all a bit odd to me, but entertaining! I'm even more amused that after I posted about it on FB, one of MY old coworkers (who is a teapartier, and got married at a drive-through wedding chapel in Vegas, on her motorcycle) 'liked" it. Heh.
I think in the future if I were going to do it again, I'd like to go to a more...uh...formal? setting. Y'know, so I could see if I was actually hitting anything other than the ground? But it was kinda fun this time, because it was so very very country (friend is from Arkansas).
I don't want to walk to work. But here I go. Sigh.
So it takes 30 minutes to walk to work (I didn't leave RIGHT after I posted, nor did I *just* get here.) Good to know.
Fun, meara.
How far is it, Sara?
Timelies all!
Have the day off, but had a doctor's appointment at 8:30 this morning. Went to Target afterwards to get some more long-sleeved shirts, and shampoo. Now have the rest of the day to work with.