I checked in to the hotel in Boise just now. They overbooked and my room wasn't ready. They gave me a $20 tab at the bar while I waited. Then they came up 20 minutes later and said the room they had me in will not be ready for an hour (what the hell are they doing to it?) so they are upgrading me to a room that is available immediately. <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />

It is bigger than my apartment. Hilton loves me. I have two flat screens about 60 inches a piece, a kitchen/dining room with an oven/stove and a table that seats six, a living room with an uncomfortable couch and a huge bedroom with a hot tub next to the bed.

Too bad all I will be doing in it is sleeping since I am going out with the Marines tonight. Maybe I'll meet a nice Idaho girl to share the amenities with. <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />






Two potatoes are standing on the side of the road. How can you tell which one is the prostitute?