Proletariwhat?
Last night at Mr. Dooley's with the milkman, I ordered a friggin' lobster. Today I am weekending on Martha's Vineyard. Please don't tell the working class or they'll never let me come to their rodeos and pancake breakfasts.
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Last night at Mr. Dooley's with the milkman, I ordered a friggin' lobster. Today I am weekending on Martha's Vineyard. Please don't tell the working class or they'll never let me come to their rodeos and pancake breakfasts.
3 Comments:
ooh! ooh! I wanna come! I wanna come! (lol, couldn't help it!)
Sounds like you are getting a MUCH deserved vacation. Kudos to you!
Eat all the lobster you want, you horrible yuppie. :D
seems like this weekend was the vacation we all fittingly deserved somehow huh? less cabana boys/girls and more ticks, Jr. Detectives and Jim Beam Rye. Uh, I wish I was still there... Boston, we're fighting right now.
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