I came into work this morning with a total of 2 hours of sleep under my belt. Joni asked why I didn't get any sleep, and I responded: "Because I was having fun." Next question: "Do I want to know?" My response: "No, I'm pretty sure you don't." Then: "Should I hear about it and tell your dad?" And that's when I said: "That would be an awful idea."
Oh how I enjoy beating around the bush... (That's what she said.)
P.S. Watching Super Troopers and The Hangover in one night after a long jam session is a FANTASTIC idea.