Tuesday, September 07, 2004

 

If you wanted to know why Ned couldn't Make it to this year's Ned Fest in Colorado...
Here is Ned's answer:

Well, here's the deal about that: they planned the
thing and assumed that I would be available but they
never actually confirmed the date with me and since
I'm so fucking poor, I picked up a job at McDonald's
just for a couple weekend hours as a manager. Then
Ollie, the guy orchestrating the fest called a week
ago to tell me when I was to be celebrated by these
Coloradians. I asked the owner if I could get the
weekend off and I told him the whole fucking story
about how they were throwing a great big party for me
and guess what he said--"Sorry, Foskey, but I really
need you this weekend. I just can't do it." But,
anyway, I had a little NedFest of my own after work. I
get free food and so I packed a bag full of Angus
burgers and french fries and after a stop at the
Bronco Mart for a tin of Vanilla chewing tobacco and a
12 pack of JW Dundee's Honey Brown beer, I headed home
to watch the lastest "Girls Gone Wild" about 4 and a
half times. Then I lost interest and started walking
around the house naked and ended up punching a whole
in the wall. I was a little late for work the next
morning, but the owner was pretty cool about it. I
guess he understood how I had made a pretty big
sacrifice giving up a festival devoted to me just to
put in 8 hours.

posted by Hog 5:24 PM