For those of you who follow me on Twitter, tomorrow night I’ll be live tweeting my attendance at my wife’s small town high school reunion, which is BYOB and will be held in a barn in the middle of Farmy Farmertown. I’m preparing for the event by staring at the wall and hitting myself in the face with a can of Copenhagen.
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Erin’s description: “My reunion is gonna be in a barn”
Truth: this reunion is in the pole barn concession stand of a Motorcross track.
I never thought I’d be longing for a barn party.
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Wine Spectator gave it a 97, but I don’t think they drank it from a Daisy Sour Cream container.
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You know what this high school reunion is lacking? A dude in a pickup truck blaring Sweet Home Alabama. Oh wait! This gentleman in the mesh John Deere hat has saved the day!
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Worst raffle prize ever.
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Verily I say unto you, that party didst sucketh.