Monday, October 01, 2007

And pigs flew out of my butt

I am telling you, only my husband can win concert tickets via a text message on his cell phone. Seriously. This kind of shit just does not happen to me. So much so that when he got the text message Saturday morning from Verizon saying, "The first 5 people to respond to this win 2 free Maroon 5 tickets" I laughed at him for even bothering to reply.

Well the joke was on me.



That's 10th row floor, people. That's Adam Levine close enough to practically touch his shoe. Even my cynical ass had to admit that this was pretty sweet. Go Verizon.

In other news, I am totally obsessed with Taco Bell's new cheesy-beefy-melt. Holy god is that thing good. If you have not tried it, get thee to a TB before they run out or I've eaten them all. Go. Go right now.
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4 comments:

TTQ said...

I never win shit. That sucks.

5:12 PM
soapy t said...

could you smell jessica simpson on his finger?

11:34 PM
Carolynne said...

Hmmm ... so THAT was that smell.

11:58 AM
steph said...

i am so jealous! that is very awesome.

and i cannot live without bean and guac burrittos from the bell. yum.

4:40 PM

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