I got back to my apartment on Sunday night after my weekend in Champaign.
After a weekend full of acting like a college student, I plopped down on the couch and powered up my computer.
The usual internet browsing were pulled up—Gmail, Hotmail, Facebook and Blogger.
After reading and responding to a few emails, I switched over to Facebook.
It was here that I learned how the Farmer was spending his weekend.
I’m not sure, but someone may have hacked into his account.
And apparently his bowels weren’t doing so great.
And last, but certainly not least, this little gem.
Yes, my friends, my boyfriend is that classy.
I know, I know, you are impressed.
On another related note, I heard this hilarious quote while watching Family Guy this weekend.
(You can watch the clip here, sorry for the crappy quality.)
This is crucial, alright, the sexiest thing a woman can do for a man is learn to love his gas. Love the gas, Meg! Love it! -Peter Griffin
I’m sorry but I will never, ever love that smell.