Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Latte #2

Some days I throw like a hippie at an Ultimate Tourney, except without the patchouli stink and sanctimony regarding soy. Hopefully that last sentence will motive you disc throwers into a justification of your "sport" and tofu.

Not to be out-done Charlie threw this lizard on my work-order board in the roasting room. It scared me so much I wet my pants for the second time today. Now, do you wonder why Cade runs the shop?

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