I Hear the Chicken Wings at Hooters are Phenom


Now that the OBG temp job is over, I’m trying to figure out how to spend my days until I find employment again.  Here’s what I’ve brainstormed so far:

  • Move to Eastern Europe and finally join that traveling Gypsy band that I’ve been talking about for years.  And when I say Gypsy Band, I mean a literal band.  Like, with instruments, and singing and shit.  I think I’ll play the tambourine.  Or, if that’s taken, the mandolin.  But only if I can’t play the tambourine.
  • Marry Macauley Culkin.
  • Buy a Snuggie.
  • Get into Polygamy
  • Finally learn how to skateboard <– This one’s actually tops on my list.
  • Donate my eggs.
  • Watch every Kevin Costner movie ever made, starting with Water World.
  • Start reading the Twighlight series just so I can learn what these dang kids are so crazy about.
  • Lunches at Hooters
  • Adopt an African baby
  • Learn the choreography from “Everybody (Backstreet’s Back)” by the Backstreet Boys
  • Buy a pair of these shoes in three different colors
  • Threesomes

This is an open list, meaning I’m open to suggestions.  Got any? I’ve got lots of time to hear them…

One Response to “I Hear the Chicken Wings at Hooters are Phenom”

  1. melsanie Says:

    i will join you in that gypsy band but only if i can play the finger cymbals.

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