This morning...

We think Keith is still drunk. He just ate three plates of dick for breakfast and had an extra plate last night. We just watched a cartoon show where a gorilla put cartoon characters in a bag and then broke a chair over the bag. Keith fell asleep on the chair for three hours and woke up naked with his phone in one hand and his iPod in the other wondering exactly what happened. Cigars and bacon bourbon were both dominated by the fire. Pete is eying first tracks this morning. Jim really wants a potato chip, but may die. Keith is now eating potato chips instead. Tom was just told that his options were dick, chips, or Triscuits... for breakfast. Good footage of moguls coming up.