Notes from the road
WAUKESHA, WIS. — First, I’m upset that I was in this state for seven hours before I got a beer, it is afterall the drunkest state in the union. Secondly, when I finally did get my hands on some New Glarus brew, it was deliciois.
Lastly, I picked up a new talent this morning. The breakfast offered by my hotel was less than appetizing, and the three people sitting there in staines sweatpants, munching on congealed gravy on nuked biscuits weren’t helping. I grabbed a few packets of peanut butter, and a few packets of oatmeal and jetted.
Safe in my room, I put some water in my coffee maker, the oatmeal in the carafe.
A few minutes and two peanut butter packets later, viola!
Haha…genious.
Though my mom always warns me never to use those carafes because she says people use them to make meth. I really hope that’s true.
THAT WOULD EXPLAIN HOW THESE ANTS GOT UNDER MY SKIN
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