The scariest part (for someone who is paying for it, I didn’t give a shit) is that take every number for the reception and jack it up by a whopping 30% for tax (10% in Chicagoland) and gratuity (20%). So your nice 200-person, $100/head event is not $20k, it’s $26k.
Having been down this road, I offer only this advice: Marrying a rich girl pays dividends when you don’t have to pay for the wedding, but the offset is a lifetime of a girl with $$$$ tastes.
If you really earned your Mom jeans you’d know there’s nothing for toddlers at Arbys, they’re McD’s or bust unless you bribe them with a Frosty at Wendy’s.
The way I read it, he implied car guys are uncool. I don’t think being a car guy makes me cool, but I also don’t think it makes me uncool. At least in comparison to some chicken-legged dude who wears socks with his sandals.
Interesting, but I was kinda hoping to read about who did the most coke and which player always went for the chubby hookers, that sorta thing.
You mean Fruit.
I just did the exact same diet. Lost 25lbs. Didn’t cheat at all, except I ended the evening of Day 29 (shoot me).
Now I sit here, a day later, having just taken down a large percentage of a Little Caeser’s Hot and Ready.
Yes I hate myself.
Nice job, Will.
Will, if there is a prize out there for “writing that makes a reader physically uncomfortable” I hope you win it every year.
My CEO is an attractive blonde woman. Checks out. No complaints from me.
All of this.
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, I’ve always wanted to be a yuppie and revel in it now that I am one.
TIL the VMAs are still a thing, and by deduction, that MTV is also still a thing. Huh. Who knew?
“it was awkward and I got very drunk.”
Sounds like a success to me! Mine wasn’t awkward and I still got very drunk.
The scariest part (for someone who is paying for it, I didn’t give a shit) is that take every number for the reception and jack it up by a whopping 30% for tax (10% in Chicagoland) and gratuity (20%). So your nice 200-person, $100/head event is not $20k, it’s $26k.
Beat it nerd, you know what I meant.
Having been down this road, I offer only this advice: Marrying a rich girl pays dividends when you don’t have to pay for the wedding, but the offset is a lifetime of a girl with $$$$ tastes.
Choose wisely.
I know nothing about contract negotiations and terms inside the NFL, but I can’t fucking imagine saying $14.5M isn’t enough. Holy shit.
If you really earned your Mom jeans you’d know there’s nothing for toddlers at Arbys, they’re McD’s or bust unless you bribe them with a Frosty at Wendy’s.
You don’t know it yet, but you’re going to be showering with him for the next 6 months.
I’m sure you’re cool and all…but I call bullshit. It’s not your fault though. It’s evolution.
I’m wearing the exact shoes in the stock photo. No socks in them is no bueno. In loafers? Of course, but not in Oxfords.
I love sleeping naked, but given my 4y/o daughter that 50% of the time wanders into our room sometime in the middle of the night….nope.
The way I read it, he implied car guys are uncool. I don’t think being a car guy makes me cool, but I also don’t think it makes me uncool. At least in comparison to some chicken-legged dude who wears socks with his sandals.
Stop reading when you said being a car guy isn’t cool. You’ve gone to far, son.