By popular request...

Well, apparently Cameron had a long night of drinking and more drinking with "The Bad Influence" aka his brother-in-law (my cousin) Justin. Our ususal guys night at the local watering hole is in jeopardy because he may be "too sick" to go out. Here is his email to Tom and I...

I don't know if its the buffalo chicken I ate for lunch or all the shots I had last night. If my stomach doesn't start feeling better I'm probably going to skip this weeks committee meeting. I transfer my votes to Tom.

Well, I didn't like that statement so I responded with some rude comments of my own. Tom liked my response so he requested I post it on the blog for the whole world to see. Soooo, here is my response to Cam's lame excuse...

Sorry...skipping tonight's meeting is not an option. I don't give a sh^t if you are currently drenched in honey and bees are swarming you from head to toe, or if your left testicle just fell out of your sack because you just ripped a hole in it trying to quickly zip up your pants. By skipping the committee meeting you relenquish all your rights to any voting or ruling ever made in the future. In fact, you lose all right to your own boat! We say when, where, how, why and what happens with your boat. I'm already thinking of the new name- FAMILY TRUCKSTER in big bright lime green letters! Just because your sorry, stupid a$$ decided to go out with the bad influence last night does not give you any "pansy" excuse to skip tonight. What did you think was going to happen last night? You guys would sit in front of the nice cozy fire and knit a quilt? Idiot...you were the one who gave him the "bad influence" name. Maybe you should learn to not give in to peer pressure and say, "no Justin, guys day is on Thursday. If you want to go out on Thursday, then meet us at POs". My God! I'm having flashbacks of Vietnam...or last month. Do you remember the "negative 1 year anniversary" crap. Holy crap...I'm having a coronary right now just thinking of how equally lame of an excuse you gave below as Tom's "negative 1 year" bullsh^t. What gives man? That's it. I am currently stabbing myself with a pen thinking that this makes more sense than you saying "If my stomach doesn't start feeling better I'm probably going to skip this weeks committee meeting.". I'm speachless right now...freakin speachless! You know. I'm going to go ahead and give you the benefit of the doubt right now. Instead of taking a shovel to your head the night time I see you, I'm going to go ahead and just hit you with a stale piece of bread with strawberry jelly on it. That way you get crumbs all over yourself and you'll have to take a shower. So much for "Cameron's last hoorah" Even though they'll probably be more "last hoorahs" in the future. I was really looking forward to it...congratulating you for real, shaking your hand, beating you in darts, talking about giving you a shot but not really doing it because I don't want to spend the $5 for the jeagerbomb. Anyway, I'll call you later Tom to have OUR committee meeting and determine future plans for our new acquisition...The Smokercraft!

Well, since I started this blog. Cameron responded to me. Its a good one as well. Here it is...

Bravo, well done Todd. Sometimes people only need a little motivation to get them going. Like Rocky. He didn't really die. He got busted in a child pornography ring so he faked his own death while giving Rocky the inspiration to defeat Mother Russia. In the end they both win. Rocky developed brain aneurysms but went on to have a lucrative movie career while Apollo ran off to Mexico and is probably making money as a Congo tour guide. Which of course he's doing miserable at because he has yet to find the Congo in Mexico. I know it makes no sense but it did let me waste 2 minutes while a query finished.

Ah...good times!