AZ OP

8.1.2kXII

I had a lesson in escalation when I was a youngster:

I was in the kitchen of my home with my pal Phil (we've been a fan for a long time).  I threw a grape at him and so he dug two fingers into the stick of butter softening on the counter and wiped it right in the middle of my cool OP™ t-shirt, ruining it.

It had a wave and a surfboard and a palm tree on it.  It was yellow.  It got buttered.

Tonight - Bloodhound   (hot on the trail of some good Bourbon!)

bye-ee!
whrr ... clik!