Hey Meg and Tony, look at this.  Since you've been the only ones to read these from the start I'm not even going to try to fake a real description.  Remember that time we first met Tony at Kilarnies on St. Paddy's day and he was HAMMMMMED!  Meg started telling a story and Tony imediately went "blah blah blah" and we all lost it.... really a had to be there type of moment but that's probably where our threesome start.  Then I (got) married (to) you!  Should we met up for 40s if the Celtics are down at the half?  Could you imagine having a 40 now!  Barf central!  Here's the disclaimer, let me know if you read these!  Shoot an email to [email protected] or else I'm just going to keep sending letters in a bottle to Meg and Tony.  This is Harris VS Chipotle.