So I ran into a few friends at the start of my mountain bike ride today (it was the end of their ride for the day). First of all, f*ck 'em for not calling me to go riding with them. Second, those ****** bags had the nerve to drink TWO cans of Heady Topper each and then toss the empties into the bed of my truck! And just to rub a little salt into the wound, f*ckers left me a WARM can of Genesee!
Like the Dude said..."Friends like these, right Gary?"
Like the Dude said..."Friends like these, right Gary?"