I just got a voicemail that cracked me up...

My buddy, Squeaky and I met back in 1997 when we were building the Bellagio in Las Vegas.
He lives in Augusta, Ga. and he came down here to So. Fla. for my 50th birthday. We hadn't seen each other in about 5 years and it was great to see him again.
While he was here I told him about the Cruise I'm going on in December and suggested he join me. I told him I could get him a stateroom at my cost and we could could have a great vacation together. It took him a coupla months, but he finally pulled the trigger and paid the $459 for his room.
Last weekend I get a voicemail from him. He's about three drinks into a bottle of Scotch and decided to call me.
"Hey man, I juss wanid t'say thanks for tawkin me into this trip man. This is gonna be a great time I jus' know it. I... I jus' wanid to say, well,... I love you, man. No, rilly I love ya. Ima have a drink in your honor. And this is why...coz I love you maaaannnn."
I can't wait til December.