Terry was off work the week after Christmas and usually on vacations he goes without shaving. The night before we left for Kilgore I kindly asked Terry take a razor to that shit. He winked and agreed. The next morning we were ready to go and I caught a glimpse of his face. He took a razor to that shit alright, but now had a MOUSTACHE. Dear God. He asked if I had any small combs he could brush it with and spoke the rest of the morning in a french accent. "Oui Oui, baybeee!" Lord help me.
I tried to convince him to pee in a cup during the trip, cuz God forbid anyone see me with him and his moustache. I can't even type the word moustache without cringing. He jumped out of the car at the first pee break and came out of the gas station with a "mask for the girls." Riiiiight.
Even Ava looks embarrassed.
Hilar.
Two cheerleaders and a German beer garden waitress.
I have ABSOLUTELY no comment.
Orange Blossom, Apple Dumplin' and Strawberry Shortcake riding Rowdy.
Here are all of the pictures from the trip!
NYE in Kilgore |
1 comment:
I think the girls' costumes are every man's dream! ;) And you, as always, crack me up!
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