Rather than having to go to multiple locations on Turkey Day, my family opted to meet this weekend to celebrate Thanksgiving. So Randy, along with his wife Soraya and kids drove in from Yuma, Az. last night.
Having forgotten his portable bar, we rode the bikes down to 7-11 to get some life essentials…beer for the grown ups and milk for the kids!
Being the light weight that I am, my half drunken beer was already too much for me, but not for Randy. If you were to prick his veins, Jim Beam would flow freely.
Here he is calling me a little girl…
Here’s another shot of him quenching his thirst…
Though I enjoy beer, I just can’t hang with a Pro like Randy. Perhaps I’ll stick to Diet Cokes instead…
