Smitty - no more excuses! You know that TV commercial where there's 2 guys talking in the back yard over a grill, and the one guy with the tongs is like "let's say that's your steak over there (as he drops it on the ground) and my steak right here (as he flips it over on the grill)" - ok, the words weren't quite that, but you get the picture. Next time you come over, don't be surprised if your steak has some extra organic seasoning on it (grass clippings, dirt, fertilizer, etc)! I'm tired of being nice!
Oh, and instead of serving you the cold beer, I'll give you one that's only been in the fridge for an hour. :p And no red wine will be served, you'll be getting white wine! hahaha
I'm just getting anxious, really should have paid you sooner. Hope the check clears!
'68 Firebird, 350-4, 2 spd auto, triple black, Dlx Interior