The frogs lost

Well the French lost the world cup. My brother dragged me with and my other brother with too. Aparently Ving Raimes was at Brit's Pub today. Neither of my brothers bothered to tell me this. That was pretty much all that happened this weekend. Saturday, I went down to Rushford for my aunt's 50th wedding anniversary. Then my family and I went to my Uncle's house and watched the twins game and bullshitted. It was pretty cool. Other than that nothing happened.