This weekend there was a Jimmy Buffett tribute band playing at the racetrack. Eeyore and Polo are the biggest Buffett fans there are, so we were going.
Well after spending the afternoon with the gang and tiring the children out (and maybe putting down a beer or two) we were off to the show. It was about ½ way through the concert when we discovered a deal where you get a bucket of Corona’s for what seemed very reasonable prices. Well after the group collected about 8 buckets (which were proudly displayed on the heads of the group), we decided to hit a local bar… buckets in hand (or on head), we called them Jimmy Buckets… clever eh?
The rest of the night was filled with Jimmy Bucket giveaways and a solid sleep. The next day was Steve-O’s kids’ first communion, so I went to church. Sins forgiven.
I also realized this weekend that even a putz like me sometimes gets a lucky break and a second chance. Yup, I’m one lucky Putz.
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Amen to that brother putz... did we just find you a new nickname ?
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