Jonathan says: you old fart, you.
Fletch says: Granted... no one drove in the middle of night from Oakdale or anything... and no one gave me skanky beer. But it was fun nevertheless.
Fletch says: and thanks.
Jonathan says: Well, sorry I couldn't show up out of the blue with a strawberry blond and skanky beer. Times have changed.
A year ago, my buddy Jonathan called me just a few hours before my birthday ended. He then drove up from Oakdale with his girlfriend in tow and brought me beer that later turned out to be nasty. A year later, he couldn't make the drive because he has an adult job now... And the girlfriend is long gone and married to someone else. Amazing what can happen in a year's time.