Sometimes when a man has spent the evening drinking meaty beer and eating shrimp sorbet, getting hit with a ginger snap is enough to incite the handing out of just rewards.
It started with Belgium beer. I then adamantly said I would buy Gillian Anderson's X-Files pinball machine. Drank a beer that tasted like a smoky rack of ribs and was garnished with a Slim Jim. Ancient Marie bought us shots at the Rip Tide at 2 am. At this point, record banter was slowing to a halt. Retired to Dreas' house for the nightcap L. Comcast threw a ginger snap at my face and I popped him. We laughed. Dave bled a little and crashed on my couch. All in a day's work.
It started with Belgium beer. I then adamantly said I would buy Gillian Anderson's X-Files pinball machine. Drank a beer that tasted like a smoky rack of ribs and was garnished with a Slim Jim. Ancient Marie bought us shots at the Rip Tide at 2 am. At this point, record banter was slowing to a halt. Retired to Dreas' house for the nightcap L. Comcast threw a ginger snap at my face and I popped him. We laughed. Dave bled a little and crashed on my couch. All in a day's work.
This is a first (two things I now know for sure):
1) Dante's post is the only post I can understand in this thread. 2) I am not officially a member of the Chicago Mafia. Because I'm pretty sure I would have seen this happen if I was. Status-wise, I'm like the innocent Italian guy the cops question in conjunction with a hit when informants dry out and they're scrabbling for something. That, or I'm akin to the goofy-looking guy that keeps popping up in the back of your dad's HS yearbook photos; you don't actually want to ask your dad about him, but he's got this odd turtleneck on, see.
The chads that live upstairs from me are throwing down right now. People have been walking around here drunk since i went to get a coffee this morning.
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hahaha! shit had me cracking up today.
Link? Anecdote? Mind Meld?
GrammarStrut in full effect!!
Sometimes when a man has spent the evening drinking meaty beer and eating shrimp sorbet, getting hit with a ginger snap is enough to incite the handing out of just rewards.
the hangover continues....
I can appreciate that sentiment. At least the Chicago mafia will have something to talk about.
HAHAAAAH
All because of Bleak House. It's your sister's fault!
I then adamantly said I would buy Gillian Anderson's X-Files pinball machine.
Drank a beer that tasted like a smoky rack of ribs and was garnished with a Slim Jim.
Ancient Marie bought us shots at the Rip Tide at 2 am.
At this point, record banter was slowing to a halt.
Retired to Dreas' house for the nightcap L.
Comcast threw a ginger snap at my face and I popped him.
We laughed.
Dave bled a little and crashed on my couch.
All in a day's work.
Yes. We're a rowdy bunch when liquored up.
Get them Palmies ready.
This is a first (two things I now know for sure):
1) Dante's post is the only post I can understand in this thread.
2) I am not officially a member of the Chicago Mafia. Because I'm pretty sure I would have seen this happen if I was. Status-wise, I'm like the innocent Italian guy the cops question in conjunction with a hit when informants dry out and they're scrabbling for something. That, or I'm akin to the goofy-looking guy that keeps popping up in the back of your dad's HS yearbook photos; you don't actually want to ask your dad about him, but he's got this odd turtleneck on, see.
And the circle remains unbroken...
hahaha...one year ago batches.