Here's Jen (on the left) with her Boomking teammates in happier times. I've traumatized women before, but never to the point where they run screaming from the room (well, okay, there was that one time in Bloomsburg...). I didn't realize that Jen had an extreme case of snake-a-phobia (ophidiophobia for the word nerds), which sent her into a tizzy when I whipped a stuffed snake out of the Trashbag of Deelite.
Random musings on trivial goings-on at Mad Chef Craft Brewing (Mondays at 6:30 P.M.) and Bube's Brewery (Tuesdays at 7 P.M.) plus assorted blatherings on life, the universe and occasional baked bean recipes.
Sunday, June 01, 2008
Here's Jen (on the left) with her Boomking teammates in happier times. I've traumatized women before, but never to the point where they run screaming from the room (well, okay, there was that one time in Bloomsburg...). I didn't realize that Jen had an extreme case of snake-a-phobia (ophidiophobia for the word nerds), which sent her into a tizzy when I whipped a stuffed snake out of the Trashbag of Deelite.
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