Originally posted by gini
Well, Richard, that is what happens when you open up a place and it is a huge success.

The word goes out and pretty soon you can't keep up with the drink orders.

Then everyone starts complaining that the service is lousy - the bartender doesn't know your name - and there is a very odd odor coming from the back room called the Lost and Found.

Yes, the Lost and Found looks just about like what you have recently seen on television - another one of Sadaam's palaces.

No one thinks that you just might have a life outside of Thursdays and you would like to have maybe a few days to yourself.

Alright - I can wait until next Thursday and be good and sober until then. Is Santa going to arrive next Thursday? How can I be good for three days in hopes of making up for a whole year?

Guess I will have to wait until next Thursday to find out if it worked.
Gosh, I spend a couple days recovering from digging out of the snow and look at you all! All depressed and stuff!

I think we need to hire someone with a whip and chair to check out the lost and found... it growled at me! I hope whatever is in there doesn't eat Santa! We would all get coal in our stockings forever!

By the way, Richard. I think the lost and found thing got started when I was looking for my sense of humor and someone (slick?) told me to check the lost and found. I said I would rather leave it there because I had heard rumors about that place. Off we went ...