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Posted on April 25, 2008 - Filed Under self reflect

Yeah – our weekly trip to Chilis. My brother-in-law introduced me to Colorado Bullfrogs (California Bullfrog, or Bulldog – whatever…) and I thought I’d ask the “master” bartenders at Chilis who SURPRISINGLY knew what it was (and corrected me no less). I figured that after an office day of BS phone calls to correct miscalculations, a series of invoices to write, and an array of mis happened errands (including leaving my wallet at the vet’s office) a drink might do me some good. Huh? ME – Drink?? This is such a rare occasion we had to have a picture. (Seriously, if you knew me you would know that I have NO tolerance for alcohol, and can barely get through a single glass of wine without becoming a complete tickle-wad.)
Yeah – and two-for-one no less! Hardly as good as Michael’s, so I probably won’t order it again. What you don’t see is me laughing hysterically over some crazy misunderstanding about some rocker dude with “Chain of Scars” (Don’t ask) and looking like a I was about to blow bullfrog from my nose.


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