A Wet Mudshark

Good Lord, what's going on in here???

* slaps everyone across the face with a wet mudshark *

Oh, uh, Sorry! Sorry! Seemed like a good idea in my head.

As I mentioned earliers, we were watching the horse race on mom's big-screen, and as they were rounding the last turn, Mom brushed the remote and hit the mute button. Trying to un-mute, she changed the channel, fumbled to change it back. Just a few moments...

Yeah. Watching pre-race tv for hours, griping about waiting for the big race to start, and then missing the big finish... priceless!

Crown: Triple or Royal? Discuss. Or drink!

Party on & good night, Gracies!