We used to play this game called Sharks and Minnows or something where you had a scooter and you had to get across to the other side of the gym without getting “eaten” by the “shark,” or basically knocked off your scooter by someone else on a scooter. If you got knocked off, you became a shark. It usually got violent quickly. That game was fire.
I once downloaded this app that tracks where you go all night on a map. I can only compare my map after a nice night of teleportation to an Uber driver that takes a totally roundabout way to get home and overcharges you.
$200 a night is outrageous unless you’re dying to stay in the Venetian/Cosmo/Aria. Lived in Vegas for a year, regularly stayed at different hotels out of sheer curiosity. Try the Luxor/Circus Circus/NY NY if you want total shit but who cares you’re drunk anyway. Easy to walk through all the hotels to the strip anyway. Those will run you around $50-90 a night depending on your level of care. Favorite hotel is the MGM Signature. You can get a penthouse suite that fits like 6 people for about $175/night. Most of the time you can find promo codes for resort credit. Eat at the buffets at least once. All of this is to say, yes. Please let me plan your bachelor weekends.
Wow, this hit me hard. I’ve been *single* for 3 years and became the most cynical asshole because of it, and I’m slowly realizing that it’s not that everyone else sucks, it’s that I suck, and that’s not going to change unless I stop being selfish. Harsh reality, but it’s given me the biggest push to actually start going on dates… or at least to not take home absolutely trash dudes.
Found my old external hard drive from 2010 and plugged that bitch in and uploaded all my old iTunes playlists. I will never admit this out loud, but now I’ve been listening to Gym Class Heroes and Cobra Starship on repeat.
Thank you, Dave. These comments and articles truly brighten my days, and I’m thankful for the writers and commenters that aren’t afraid to speak their mind but do it respectfully. I’m proud to be a girl that reads PGP.
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Personally, I’d rather die.
We used to play this game called Sharks and Minnows or something where you had a scooter and you had to get across to the other side of the gym without getting “eaten” by the “shark,” or basically knocked off your scooter by someone else on a scooter. If you got knocked off, you became a shark. It usually got violent quickly. That game was fire.
I once downloaded this app that tracks where you go all night on a map. I can only compare my map after a nice night of teleportation to an Uber driver that takes a totally roundabout way to get home and overcharges you.
From a girl, this is just…no. Nothing makes a dude look better than a button down and jeans.
Please tell me the “Wild Years” talk was influenced by The Menzingers song.
Brunch dates on a Sunday. Shows off your ability to be complete garbage the night before and somehow look alive the next morning.
Sup?
To each their own. I’d rather spend my money on killer food and drinks.
$200 a night is outrageous unless you’re dying to stay in the Venetian/Cosmo/Aria. Lived in Vegas for a year, regularly stayed at different hotels out of sheer curiosity. Try the Luxor/Circus Circus/NY NY if you want total shit but who cares you’re drunk anyway. Easy to walk through all the hotels to the strip anyway. Those will run you around $50-90 a night depending on your level of care. Favorite hotel is the MGM Signature. You can get a penthouse suite that fits like 6 people for about $175/night. Most of the time you can find promo codes for resort credit. Eat at the buffets at least once. All of this is to say, yes. Please let me plan your bachelor weekends.
Last year it went away too and it promptly came back a month later, so I’m seriously hoping that same thing happens. Best show.
Damn. Didn’t think you guys would get it so soon.
My real name starts with an S and people call me S-bomb so I panicked for a hot second until I realized you were talking about.
Wow, this hit me hard. I’ve been *single* for 3 years and became the most cynical asshole because of it, and I’m slowly realizing that it’s not that everyone else sucks, it’s that I suck, and that’s not going to change unless I stop being selfish. Harsh reality, but it’s given me the biggest push to actually start going on dates… or at least to not take home absolutely trash dudes.
Sorry to make your anxiety worse… but that’s been around for years.
Found my old external hard drive from 2010 and plugged that bitch in and uploaded all my old iTunes playlists. I will never admit this out loud, but now I’ve been listening to Gym Class Heroes and Cobra Starship on repeat.
I feel this on a deeply personal level.
Thank you, Dave. These comments and articles truly brighten my days, and I’m thankful for the writers and commenters that aren’t afraid to speak their mind but do it respectfully. I’m proud to be a girl that reads PGP.
This exists? This sounds glorious I want to join in
Pro tip: if you’re gonna post a gif, do what I do and test it on a random article from years ago. Changed my life.
Sorry, my dad recently got divorced and he’s still sad