Live Bait Dispenser
Don’t you worry. I haven’t ditch this blog nor did I ditch the beautiful people that read it. Me and my band (www.theconcreteproject.com) had a show in Boise, Idaho this weekend. 16 hours to get there and 16 hours to get back home to San Diego in a small Kia Forte will make anybody cry. Although I kept my crying in the inside, I still would consider myself a better person after this trip. I also have new respect for airplanes and things that get you to other locations in a faster more comfortable way.
The thing I will miss the most about Boise is the live bait dispensers. Oh how will I live without thee???
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dude, that’s pretty disgusting! but funny! did you buy some? kidding.
I’m hoping (1)that you bought one of those containers and (2) you re-enacted How To Eat Fried Worms
Canine – No, I did not buy any. I was so tempted to, but I didn’t know what I was supposed to do with them after. Hmmmm on second thought maybe I could have set them free back into the wild where they belong. And not in a refrigerated vending machine.
Meg – haha no, no fried worms for me. We’ll leave that up to Bear Grylls.
Darn right you could’ve set them free. If Men In Black is any indictation, those worms could’ve had a fulfilling life throwing hot tub parties & ogling chicks in low cut tops