Level Red, Smchevel Red
There’s a Level Red pollution watch in effect today. Basically it means you shouldn’t go outside or your lungs may eventually…I don’t know…implode and kill you or something.
Well, Level Red, Schmevel Red, I say. Have they seen my yard? I either cut the grass this morning or become the shame of the neighborhood. No way, Jose. Not this weekend warrior. Level Red? Ha! I laugh in your face. Let’s mow!
OH, okay. You have fun with that then. Shall I bring over some Lawnmower beer for later?
((Tries Camille’s Beer))
Barf! Ack! This stuff taste like pond moss!
Where the hell’s the Coor’s Light?! Let’s make some margaritas! 🙂
I think I can venture an answer for Kevin on this one. Yes please. =)
See? Corey knows! But then again, Corey is currently living in my favorite town in Texas, so we have more than just beer in common!