Thrilling Saturday non-GS/ES report, see man:
Despite our HSM, awoke pained, albeit shortly before alarm, some consolation man.
Got our carcass moving shortly after Many (2x2x2 +1) a.m., minor miracle man.
Weather was hot but breezy & more-than-half cloudy, tolerable man.
Traffic rather light for a Saturday, but bored constables were flying, never seen so many man.
T-B.-mobiled to festival but saw no parking anywhere at all, to be expected man.
Proceeded with GS-/ES-ing, proceed we man.
Stopped partway through at favorite remote thrift shop, just after opening man.
Got a t-shirt for us & 2 pairs socks for Mini-B., no major finds man.
We spent $Many-&-a-half ($2+2+2 + half a buck), OK man.
Breakfast/lunch/din-din was at favorite remote Chinese buffet, visit we man.
We consumed Many (2+1) plates piled with pepper steak minus the peppers, ingest we man.
Price has gone up something like $Many -- si man, $Many -- since our last visit, man.
Continued GS-ing and fruitless ES-ing, intrepid we man.
Near the casa, finished Two Guys Week grocerying, grocery we man.
Returned to casa exhaustedly after Many (2x2x2 -1) hours out, long day man.
We had T-B.-mobiled precisely Many (2x2x2x2x2x2x2) miles, intrepid we man.
Serviced indignant miu, It's Past Time For Miu-Service Daddy miu man.
Drank entire Many-ounce bottle of Powerade Zero grape, imbibe we man.
Took highly restorative shower, Clean for Gene we man.
While grocerying, we had bought 2 bags of "guacamole tortilla cheaps,"* purchase we man.
*WUOC, F$WM
We sampled some, ingest we man.
They are like pure chili powder, 🔥 man.
We have never ingested guacamole that tastes like that, no ever ingest we man.
We will have to swap them for something palatable, wow man.
Siesta attempted with initial success, awaken before alarm we man.
Re-serviced demanding miu, re-service miu we man.
Mama T-B. left phone message, listen we man.
She finally tried her newly Rx'd heap heap HEAP HEAP HSM, finally man.
She was coherent but in no way aysheep, we like this HSM already man.
Mini-B. out at movies with ex-Mrs.-T-B., again spend $ unnecessarily ex-she man man.
We have been bugging him to arrange his caucus with classmates, bug we man wee man man.
This is for a crucial year-end Algebra project, national language of Algeria man.
We will bet $Many in cash money that he/they won't get it done, man.
Nor will ex-Mrs.-T-B. probably put the hammer down effectively, no man.
Bro G has been deathly silent after our news broke of ex-Mrs.-T-B.'s new boyfriend, Nuevo Rojo man.
We suspect that Bro G is mired in nonstop depressive imbibing over this news, suspect we man.
No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man.
No Sunday plans other than our LL, warsh-dishing, and visiting Mama T-B. man.
And that was/is our thrilling Saturday, report we man.