Lunchtime strolling (at Natural Museum of the American Indian)
Thanks for finally getting here, Spring. (at Park Slope Dope*)
Today marks the 25th anniversary of me turning 1 years old. Bring it, 26. #tbt #birfday
In honor of Wawa’s 50th birthday, here’s Stopping by Wawa on a Snowy Evening by Brian McGackin. You can also enter to win a copy of Broetry on the Quirk blog, here!
Stopping by Wawa on a Snowy Evening
Is Wawa open? Yes or no?
We need to stop if it’s not closed
To stock up for the party. Shit!
But Wawa doesn’t sell beer, though.
I’m such an ass. I must admit
I’d completely forgotten it:
Convenience stores don’t sell booze here.
Now how the hell will we get lit?
We’ve only got two racks of beer
And one bottle of Everclear;
That’s just enough for maybe three
Or four of us. It would appear
That some of us will have to be
Spending the night alcohol-free.
I guess I’ll drink lemonade tea,
I guess I’ll drink lemonade tea.