Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Hoppily Married

The wedding was perfect this weekend. A beautiful, sincere and heartfelt ceremony and a fun and enjoyable social/reception/party made it all I could ask for in a wedding. You can tell you're making the right choice marrying someone when the crowd starts banging and you have no trouble giving your special lady a big smooch. Frankly i could have spent the day making out with Rhonda.

I woke up Sunday morning with a very sore ankle and found out Monday morn that I was the proud recipient of gout. Bastard. So crutches, pain killers and excrutiating pain attacks have been my menu. Bastard. Oh well... what can you do?

5 comments:

Soulfood said...

Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahah...GOUT!?

That's hilarious. That's an old person disease you weirdo.

Pilon, A said...

You could cut off your leg.......Just saying.

Soulfood said...

Andrew, WE could cut off his leg...

Pilon, A said...

Touche.

domestikus said...

"I wear these brown orthopedic shoes
cause I got a bad case of the gout"