Monday, July 8, 2013

You were right.

You were right. I know you love to hear me say it, and you know how much I hate saying it. But really, you were right. I shouldn't have tried to get up on stage at the Bieber concert. You said they would kick me out and they did.
You were right too, about not trying to hug him. It really only did make it worse.
You were right about not drinking so much at your work party. I will help you look for another job. In my defense, I really thought your boss was a man. Screaming "that dude is going into the ladies room!" Was a bit of a mistake.
You were right about wearing underwear under the kilt to the local Scottish festival. I guess I thought the fact it was put on by the local church was irrelevant. Or that it was a fund raiser for the children's day care. Sorry.
You were right about me trying to buy gifts for your side of the family. I really thought SexWorld gift certificates would be appreciated.
You were right about police not having a sense of humor about a gun shaped wallet when i got pulled over.  Or the jokes about drugs. And bombs. I thought cops had a better sense of humor.
You were right about eating ask those Mentos and then chugging down the two liter bottle of diet Coke at your uncle's funeral. Plus, doing it in the viewing line was not very smart of me either, probably.
You were right. On the other hand, me telling you you are right makes me right. So, score one for me! Right?

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