St Rugglin is the patron saint of all those who struggle. I joined with the other faithful this afternoon in celerating what the late, great Mr. Ellis of East Hubbardton dubbed "...the most sacred and holy holiday in all of America." Whether Orthodox or Reformed all those who observe the holiday have a solo parade intended to celebrate struggling. This year I decided to ride a lawn mower without a shirt on as Chris Bayer and my wife took turns attempting to shoot me with a BB gun. In attendance were Lisa Richard, The Bayers, My wife and some passersby who gazed upon the parade with expressions of bewildered horror.
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Avert your eyes!
absolutely amazing...you have raised the bar to a level perhaps insurmountable.
You looked scarred...emotionally.
This is TOO funny. Absolutely hysterical.
P.S. I think you could single-handedly bring back the coolness of the farmer's tan.
ouch.
this is painful to read/look at.
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