I had some friends over on Thursday night. They were on their way to the airport, and since I'm conveniently located, they hung out with me for a while before the plane was scheduled to land. So we played RockBand, ate wings, and drank beer (and, of course, I made them watch 30 Rock). Because that's what people in their twenties do.However, our drummer (not me) got overly excitable and knocked over her Harp (not the instrument). I started to clean up the spill from the coffee table, and Remy came over to help.
Because Remy is a true rockstar, she didn't want the beer to go to waste.
Rock on, Remy. Rock on.
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Rock Band is awesome. My brother got it on Friday night and the two of us have been playing it all weekend.
I personally think that the tail of said rockstar pup is what tipped over the beer.
Thus.. she's even more of a rockstar.
It more fun to blame the drummer for things like this. Trust me, it's always the drummer's fault.
Of all the blog entries you've made in the past 2 weeks, I find it amusing that the one to spark some comments is the one about your Rockstar dog drinking beer. She clearly is much more entertaining than you! Bwah! =)
That's it! I'm going back to posting pictures of Remy every day.
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