There was a keg. There was karaoke. I give you this picture.
After we got home and were getting ready for bed, I asked P if he had a good time.
"Yes," he said. "It was a fun good time."
Which I think could be the Midwest's answer to Boston's "wicked good." I'm now saying it as much as possible. I don't think P remembers coining this new phrase, but I'm rolling with it anyway.
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Phrases like that live forever.
I still say "I'm the cat's potato." No, I don't remember saying that one either.
Great for P. Happy Birthday to him.
"I'm the cat's potato." I love it!
Here it is over 2 months later, and Jim used "fun good" today. I think it could be catching on!
That's what I like to hear! I'm going to start saying it more at work. See if I can get it going a little bit--ha!
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