Tried to wait out the recession by going to law school. Turns out the legal economy lags about three years behind the rest of the economy. Underemployed and Unimpressed.
Thursday is the local bar association’s volleyball league night, complete with a beer cart and good weather. I’ve shown up late to work several Fridays due to the snowballing of free beer with my always stocked liquor cabinet.
3-5 are on point. Still yearning for those elusive heavens that come (see what I did there?) with the perfect BJ, the perfect suit, and the perfect seats at the game.
“I Believe I Can Fly” was one of my pump up songs before races in college. That, along with “I’ll Make a Man Out of You,” from Mulan, “Lose Yourself” by Eminem, and “Lying is The Most Fun a Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off,” by Fallout Boy.
Somehow I missed the “butt” part, but it would still be a higher alcohol percentage than just about anything but straight liquor. Both are idiotic, and no self-respecting post grad would do either.
You just had to throw in a line with the words “boner” and “cute kitty” at the end. Quite the curveball.
“Abso-balls-lutely” needs to become a thing.
I wonder why the fifth Backstreet Boy doesn’t have kids…
Can’t argue with logic.
Sneezing mid-trim is terrifying.
Thursday is the local bar association’s volleyball league night, complete with a beer cart and good weather. I’ve shown up late to work several Fridays due to the snowballing of free beer with my always stocked liquor cabinet.
Needs more references to poop, addyl, and Becca Martinson to be a true Dern ballad.
This is assuming we’re all already following Mr. Welzein, right?
3-5 are on point. Still yearning for those elusive heavens that come (see what I did there?) with the perfect BJ, the perfect suit, and the perfect seats at the game.
Margs, ‘chos, and thick and juicy, all natural American babes. Man. Chili’s hits the spot.
Christian Slater was a decent Will Scarlett in Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves, too.
Kind of depressing:
Panic At The Disco, not Fallout Boy.
“I Believe I Can Fly” was one of my pump up songs before races in college. That, along with “I’ll Make a Man Out of You,” from Mulan, “Lose Yourself” by Eminem, and “Lying is The Most Fun a Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off,” by Fallout Boy.
I’m ashamed.
Granna’s got some moves. I’d buy her the special at the local diner, then call her back the next day, respectfully.
Ironic column-ception?
Being exempt and not eligible for overtime. PGP.
Somehow I missed the “butt” part, but it would still be a higher alcohol percentage than just about anything but straight liquor. Both are idiotic, and no self-respecting post grad would do either.
Your buddy Watkins sounds like a good time.
Absorbs much faster through the sinus membranes than through stomach. Same thing with inhaling pot and eating pot brownies.