Me and Andrew got everything we could think of set to go for Hurricane Irene at the Clubhouse yesterday, and hopefully all the tarps stay put, the flooding isn't too bad, and all the trees stay upright. The mushrooms don't give no fucks that a hurricane is on the way.
I'm hoping the bottle caps stay put too.
And what else is there to do on a day like this except sit around, eat cookies and drink beer? Ok well its still before 11 am but the beer drinking will commence later.
Possibly combined with eating fresh broccoli from the garden.
And if you're really ballin' you could always roll up a 20 year old $100 bill and get nice too.
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