God Damn/Bless $1 PBR draughts at my bar. Great night, and NO CLASSES TOMORROW BIOTCH.
Gonna get some turnz in instead of learnin'
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God Damn/Bless $1 PBR draughts at my bar. Great night, and NO CLASSES TOMORROW BIOTCH.
Gonna get some turnz in instead of learnin'
fuck you sir.
helllotr sehwoit threoad i hadve missedg you for manny eages . itadsf aboatur time i got backed to hewer
yup. lots of vodka tonight. shoulda come to drop in at murray bb, it was good.
seawolves win on a shorty! YAY!
Its fuckin saturday!
OMFG TOTS RULE>!
Not drunk, not even close...but the first Bells Two Hearted Ale of the night is compelling me to have a second....Goddamn this shit is good. One of my favorites all time, any where.
http://underhill-lounge.flannestad.c...8/img_5819.jpg
edit: Fuck, it took a long time to find an image that would post...goddamn.
Warbird Red Ale for me tonight.
http://www.warbirdbrewing.com/warbir...Red_36_500.jpg
6 more weeks for Bells Oberon.
fucka took me long enough to find this fucker... i have visited this trhead so mcuhc adn im tnos even 21 yet, lord knows how often ill be here when i do... i think i have a problem....
pause NOT im fine with my drinking
Hope is fucking shit!
the more hope you have, the more you get stoked on opportunities and potential for good things to happen the more wrecked you are when it's all just turns o0ut to be fucked like always.
I wish sometimes t hat I'd never skied, never gotten into skiing like I did. i could have learned to ski later, all that shit, just leaving it all behind and skiing fuck money fuck society. I wasted my best years on that shit.; I don't remember some random day of being stoned and skiing, it means nothing. Family, building a business, making lifelong friends, that's life. not fucking around in some resort town where everybody comes and goes and nobody givesa shit about anybody. I would give any of you my mind, all my skiing days and my skis and my stuff and my house and shit just to trade for a normal life with a family and friends in my homeotown. should have played hockey and stayed in michigan where people aren't white trash fucking douchebags like this place. fuck utah. too much beer. shouldn't even try to go on "dates" with women who don't know me and odn't ski. end.
checking in.
holy shit it 634mt and im oplowed. BOOM! who doent sometime wish they were single? BOOM! me.
ITS MUSTACHE MARCH,. MUTHER FUCKERS!!!!!!!!!! WHO IS IN???? I ALREADY LOOK LIKE THE COLONOL SANDERS. sign upo BOOM!
FUCK U, GOOD MORNING!
its been a ewhile since i posted in here
im back, spreing break finally. start drinking heavily at 5pm and tis is what you get
to the bars we go
beer and painkillers for the win!!!
Handles of captain on sale at the local liquor store = me going to work drunkover this morning
DAMNIT I CRASHED MY BIKE AND NOW IM ALL BLOODY, AND IT HURTS STUPID AACLOHOLE. wow caps lock. s,iing tomorrow
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fUCKING A dude, fucking A. I got both knees, and the majority of my left arm. stuid black ice, all i wanted was to drift through the intersection.. I hope my jacket isnt ripped.
but in other news, 50 and sunny tomorrow!!!!! stoke! its going to suck to put on gloves.
bump!
we didnt go out but enjoed a bunch of blue moons after i was done with cool and bf done with work. we also made smooshy faces on our dog which was cute. dog and bf are bnapping on floor, i am about to go joing them.
happy st patricks day!
St pattys is mt bday and i got wasted. With a bunch of norwegian and swedish girls. Now i am on TGR. Typisk.
Just won The mustache award at the downstairs bar, judged by julianne Carr. hes a good shit. thanx for the shots and Thanks for the booty, a 90 min massage and a descrete hat. and a kick ass hangover on a powday Ill postv piucs of the stache when not so drunk
Fuchshittt yous peple, speshally turd levens are a bunch of fucking nut shit dick fucks wish nushin to shay.
I am a late adapter of technology because I never sell shit, or throw shit out until it breaks down completely. Our main TV set is a 25 inch Zenith manufactured in 1990, which was my second year of college. My computer blew and now I have a laptop with Wi-Fi and after a nice evening out on the town I'm sitting in my garage, door open, seventy five degrees, wife inside, listening to pornographic country music, drinking beer out of a cooler full of ice, and generally happy.
Anyway, laptops and Wi-Fi fucking rock! Thanks. Welcome to five years ago. I have just arrived.
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