“When he dies, I may just have to make a trip to Arizona so I can ‘pay my respects’ on his grave.”
Send me your private e-mail and I’ll send you a six-pack and a couple of diuretic pills. Or if you’d rather, I’ll just meet you in the long line there and we can “prepare’ together.
Heh... I’ll meet you at the gate, and we can share a six pack while we wait in line ;-)
Oh, and wear your mud boots. Might be a bit swampy at the grave site.