A group of six tried a not-so-clever scheme of placing the one individual with the state ID card at the end of the line. The ID was of course refused, and the entire genius brigade departed without incident.
Throughout the night, Germans kept coming to the door attempting to use their “Budeskrap” national ID, which upon Ted’s advisement, I continuously rejected. A Frenchman would have surrendered.
–Rob
Who was this Rob guy? I don’t remember him. He’s a witty dude! You need to hire more witty fellers.
He was either the guy from Tuesday nites….you know Hockey Rob. Or he was that nerdy dude that smoked cloves and loved trivia….you know Trivia Rob.
Oooohhh! Hockey Rob! I remember him. He owes me a case of beer.
So, do I.
there were two robs? i’m with you pants, i can barely remember even one of them. i remember the name…but not the face.
Maybe you weren’t looking at his face… giggity giggity.