Greased lightning

Won't you please help?

Run out of Vermont in a German luxury sedan (like that's even comfortable) that won't even use gas (like that's going to work), Veggie Boy is being forced to ski in the backcountry every day in a new place (like that's any fun) with new friend (people can be so tiring sometimes) for the next five weeks (an extended ski tour of the West with no Tivo?).

No word on whether his taskmasters will also force him to clip tickets in the Jackson Hole parking lot, sneak into the Sun Valley Lodge hot tub, or work the acute angles of happy hour snack freeganism.

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