And don't hand me any of that global warming crap. On September 21, 1985, it was 92 degrees and muggy as hell.
How do I know that? It was my wedding day and I was wearing a tuxedo and sweating profusely.
While I was sweating, my best man was walking up to everyone he could find, tugging on one of his cuff links and saying, "Bond. James Bond." with a Scottish accent.
It was a hell of a wedding.
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Technically, today is the last day of my vacation. When I return to work on Monday, I will be in a week-long class at our Chicopee facility.
Kinda like a vacation....
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Here are some links:
- Key phrase in this story: "No one [expletive] saw me steal anything!" (Check out her mug shot)
- I gotta admit, the headline kinda caught my attention...
- This is funny.
- I won't be eating at the "Mad Fresh Bistro"...
- I guess you only get one packet.
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