The Goats are Ready

So I am on the train to Chicago last week and I get a text message from my buddy Naj.  If you haven't read the first part of the story click the following link I Love Your Sister

I grabbed my phone to get this picture mail that said "I am ready to trade."

 

I laughed my ass off and forwarded it to my sister and Dr. Bazzi. Seems old Naj wasn't bullshitting when he said he'd give me or my dad four goats for Angie's hand in marriage.

Dr. Bazzi sent the text message to Angie, they do work together.  Me, Naj, and Bazzi all laughed our asses off: Angie diagnosed the three of us as mentally retarded. 

Last night was my birthday party at Le Cigar, but old Najo had to go back to Lebanon and was pissed he couldn't be at the party because Angie was going to be there.

Don't worry Naj.....Nate got her smashed and she had to go home at midnight to throw up!  But you did miss a good party!