I knew a kid in high school who lost his left testicle in an unfortunate baseball accident. The surgery kind of changed him and he lost sight of things; the last time I saw him was at the local Mexican, just kind of spouting off thing that would confuse Gronk himself. You couldn’t really say he was nuts though, it just wasn’t right
For those who use Outlook and you accidentally send an ESPN link to the wrong person, immediately open the e-mail from Sent Items, go to the “Actions” button in the middle, click “Recall this Message” and do it as fast as you can. Actually works if the recipient hasn’t opened it yet.
#3 – Pull this maneuver on my 21st birthday. Ever so discreetly (“I’M PICKING THE NEXT FUCKING SONG”), I put a Jackson in the TouchTunes, selected Wagon Wheel, and proceeded to start my own karaoke night. This was fine, after the first bridge, then people started getting annoyed. After the second time the song repeated, people’s reactions got a bit more hostile. Fourth repeat (and by this time, I’m out of breath), bartender unplugs the jukebox and I receive a swift kick in the ass straight out the door. I was a dumb fucker back in the day.
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Where is there a ‘Wall Street’ in Thailand? Google Map me to it.
It was blatantly overused in ‘Party Down South’.
7:45 express from Mansfield? No, that’d be too eerie.
Safe bet you’re on the Providence line.
Gotta hate to be the person above the barcode who got a software update notification at that very moment.
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Accepting a job in your company’s Boston office over Houston at the same salary. FMLP
No love for Spuds MacKenzie
I knew a kid in high school who lost his left testicle in an unfortunate baseball accident. The surgery kind of changed him and he lost sight of things; the last time I saw him was at the local Mexican, just kind of spouting off thing that would confuse Gronk himself. You couldn’t really say he was nuts though, it just wasn’t right
74/week really should be “Platinum” level, while Gold should be a happy medium of like 40/week.
I don’t care who you are, Sarah Vickers is the epitome of wifey material.
I love the Beantown bias in this.
You need Valium, a reality check, and maybe a little Jesus in your life.
Maybe next year…just like my performance bonus.
For those who use Outlook and you accidentally send an ESPN link to the wrong person, immediately open the e-mail from Sent Items, go to the “Actions” button in the middle, click “Recall this Message” and do it as fast as you can. Actually works if the recipient hasn’t opened it yet.
Calculating said bathroom time times your hourly, and relishing in the fact that you’ve made money being vain or defecating.
As a 6’5″ male, all of this is entirely on point. Why I subjected myself to <5'10" gremlins for years is beyond my understanding.
Do you think Susan B. Anthony was good in the sack?
#3 – Pull this maneuver on my 21st birthday. Ever so discreetly (“I’M PICKING THE NEXT FUCKING SONG”), I put a Jackson in the TouchTunes, selected Wagon Wheel, and proceeded to start my own karaoke night. This was fine, after the first bridge, then people started getting annoyed. After the second time the song repeated, people’s reactions got a bit more hostile. Fourth repeat (and by this time, I’m out of breath), bartender unplugs the jukebox and I receive a swift kick in the ass straight out the door. I was a dumb fucker back in the day.