what happens when two TU alum lose a bet in AR?

so, yea, i lost a bet. resulting in me (and audra) both wearing hog noses to happy hour. (happy hour resulting in me (and keely) wearing sunglasses in the evening and throwing up gang, er, peace signs.)

at least our team doesn't require grown men (and women) to go "wwwwwwooooooooooo" in a high pitched little girl voice while waggling our hand digits in a spirit-finger kind of way. three times.

wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.... pig sooie.
wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.... pig sooie.
wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.... pig sooie.
Razor-backs.

(there. we are even. i even called the hogs in internet-land AND held the "woo" part for the traditional 8 seconds... you can tell by the # of o's i have given the word. clearly that is eight seconds.)

happy friday. (finally.)

nater patater measured in at 26.5 inches at his doc appointment. yea, that is almost half my height.

4 m, 1 w, 5 days