Afterglow 2009 - Day 6 Thursday

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Please don't tell anyone this (especially Kevin) but Stacy is swiftly rising up towards the top of the ranks of being pookon.com's #1 fan. I don't want to slight Kevin because he is a fellow Back Alley Burner, but Stacy goes so far as to torture her friends by subjecting them to this site. Maybe there could be a tie for 1st...

Pete was fascinated with our sombreros and the Revolution, and after watching us spread both of them around Afterglow for the last 6 days, he finally felt like he understood what to do. C'mon Pete. I know no one (Uncle Greg included) knows what the Revolution is about or even why we started it in the first place. But Pete, it shouldn't have taken you 6 days to figure out that we have no idea what the hell we are doing and you're better off to be with us rather than against us. So we happily welcome him into our gang, and we continued to Start the Revolution.

Now that the video was over, we no longer had to watch our epic failure during the Obstacle Course anymore. And although we did get a couple of award ribbons, it was not the most memorable night of our lives. But it sure was crazy enough to send Tommy home cross-eyed. Much like that videotape in The Ring that killed people within a week after they viewed it, the Afterglow video can cause ill effects to its viewers.

This seemed like a good idea at the time, but now I just look super creepy next to these children's asses. And now I promise to never use those two words together in the same sentence. Because in this country that sort of thing gets you arrested and sent to jail. And no one wants any part of that.

While I'm at it, I probably should just go ahead and thank all of my family for supporting me and checking out this site. They're always good sports about the stuff I put on here, like when Susie got hit in the head with a tetherball. That was a good day. All of my cousins constantly remind me of why I keep putting in the time for this site.

Tim is enjoying the greatest beer on God's green Earth. It's so good that I swear it was made in Heaven by God himself, but everyone knows that Jacob Best developed the formula in 1848 that would go on to be crowned America's best in 1893. And to this day, it "is ze greatest beer in all ze vorld."