college roommate rolls into town tomorrow afternoon. Reserving my spot in this thread for Sat, Sun, and Mon mornings.
college roommate rolls into town tomorrow afternoon. Reserving my spot in this thread for Sat, Sun, and Mon mornings.
ROLL TIDE ROLL
Dad and a bottle of Makers rolled in yesterday....nuff said.
ow. serious ow.
also not really happy that it is spring and gets light out earlier; being woken up by the sun at 7am sucks.
I hate my life.
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It's damn near noon and somehow i am still mildly intoxicated. I'm about ready to say "Fuck it" and crack a beer. That might help the headache.
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still drunk. i can already tell that i am just going to feel fantastic at around 4 this afternoon.
only if you stop drinking. Finishing some nasty keg beer now then I'm taking advres' advice and following up with vodka sodas.
Cinco de Mayo shots of patron, check.
too many tecate's to count, chekc.
Glennfiddich on the rocks, check.
Smoking a joint with a Muslim dude in the alley in front of Kells in Seattle while discussing the finer points of the Koran, strangely, check.
Drank a bottle of absinthe and smoked a bunch of pineapple express last night and woke up on my front porch at 8 this morning with music still blaring. Great. It's 3:18 and i'm still quite hungover.
Hockey game last night followed by drowning our sorrows after our second loss in a row (this is a championship team) at the bar until 2am.
Hair of the dog with 2 Guinnesses and a greasy PJ Clarkes burger today for lunch.
Bathroom beware.
Aut Viam Inveniam Aut Faciam.
Las Vegas Super Cross from about 11am until 10:30pm followed by private table/bottomless vodka bottles at Carey Hart's club until about 4am (our Canadian GM was yelling "Steve" at Pink because he thought she looked like a dude), followed by losing my ass at a black jack table, followed by telling the dealer she looked like Jo from Facts of Life and being asked to leave, followed by corned beef and hash, followed by cab ride to airport. This is my nightmare.
"All God does is watch us and kill us when we get boring. We must never, ever be boring."
Rev, take 2 excedrin with a pitcher of bloody mary's and call me in the morning.
"I knew in an instant that the three dollars I had spent on wine would not go to waste."
I think I just shit out a bottle of vodka
we had a paddling social and some folks backed out , somebody had to finish the keg ... many hangovers
I'm currently suffering from a hangover hangover. Hungover all day yesterday, still feeling beat up today.
Wedding on Saturday night, wine flowed like water, literally. We stayed at the same place as the reception and shit you not, 10 feet outside of our room was a wine spout. Just a spigot on the wall that flowed with complementary wine for guests. (pics to come)
FKNA, wine from the wall, coolest and most dangerous thing I've ever seen.
YEP. Thanks Saturday.
Dumpy, where's those pics of the wine spout??
Just landed in the ATL after drinking all night at a wedding on a plantation in VA. I feel like I might have microwaved my pancreas last night.
"All God does is watch us and kill us when we get boring. We must never, ever be boring."
dirty mexican playing cymbals in my head.
fuck
this will be one of those days where I am kinda happy the kids make trails that are smooth.
I don't work and I don't save, desperate women pay my way.
Still have a damn hangover at 8:20pm from the night before. Fucking pissed about it.
Workin on one for tomorrow, watchin the Twins and drinking to the memory of my good friend Master Sgt. Dennis Greenwood, son of a bitch I miss that guy. Introduced me to more Generals and Hookers than I knew existed. RIP my friend.
i did not think that growler of magic hat would get me as drunk as it did last night. woof.
last thing that i can really remember is the bouncer telling me to leave because i was too drunk...
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Preemptive for tomorrow. Funerals suck.
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