They came, they saw, they drank.
Like marauding vikings, Maria and Zoe descended upon Washburn looking for love. And booze.
Instead, they found Freedom. And pills. And oh yeah, some booze, too.
(Actually, they were just pill bottles. No pills. I don't know why there are empty prescription pill bottles all over the streets of Washburn. But there are. That's just how Washburn rolls.)
Could it have been a Perfect Washburn Day? Perhaps.
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Mary on May 15, 2006 01:12 PM | Permalink
Comments
why'd they have to go to washburn for love? Does one get a washburn from scrubbing to hard?...I said hard heh heh heh
Posted by: Al Haig | May 15, 2006 02:21 PM
those tramps had to go to washburn for love. they've run thru everyone in town!
Posted by: c-freak | May 15, 2006 02:40 PM
dont you know that there are kids who look at this website? Taking pills is a no no and only for mommies to do after they yell at the tv....I have to be alone for this next part
Posted by: little jimmy | May 15, 2006 09:14 PM
Booze, pills, the patriotic display at ABC Thrift? Sounds like a PWD to me. I'm gonna be there on Thursday. Hope there are some goodies left. (And I don't mean mini-USflags).
Posted by: B Cookie | May 15, 2006 09:59 PM
larry is totally designing my next tattoo. does anyone want to go with me for a high school kegger on the rez next weekend?
Posted by: maria | May 15, 2006 11:49 PM
hell yea! can we go down to the shore, "tip o' the mitten" never been there before
Posted by: HCIS Teacher | May 16, 2006 07:09 AM
I'll be there Sunday doing yardwork, if you're not too under the weather or lying in a ditch somewhere in Red Cliff... stop by 303 E. 8th St.(little, very little, blue house on a corner lot)and say hi!
Posted by: B Cookie | May 18, 2006 10:11 PM