Damn… one of the worst predicaments to find yourself in during your 20’s. I took the leap and it worked out great but man, with the distance involved, this is incredibly tricky. I would say just do you for now and experience what the Rockies have to offer.
I just can’t bring myself to spend more than $70 on a concert ticket, and even then, it better be Foo Fighters, RHCP, or someone huge. My friends dropped $140 for Metallica in the nose bleeds, and that show isn’t until next year… I’m sorry, but no human on earth is worth that.
I remember making a drink called “responsibility” by the gallons back in school. A whole fifth of sweet tea Burnetts, half a thing of Mio lemon, and a half gallon of water. At many parties and tailgates, this was the nectar of the gods…and also the downfall of man.
I’ve worked in offices where it feels like literal hell and ones that share the same climate as Antarctica. I’d rather deal with the sub-zero temps because you can bundle up, but you can’t strip down. I mean you can but, you’ll be stopping by HR on the way out.
Half way through, I found myself shaking my head and thinking yet again, god damnit Eric. Then, out of nowhere, sweet beautiful redemption. ‘Atta boy champ.
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Well, its been real everyone. I will miss this site dearly and have had many laughs from it. Be good to each other, and much love.
You know who might not have a Christmas? Randy and the Homie…fuck you Madison
Dillon, if you’re reading these comments, we love you and miss you man.
Hey Madison, we all still think you’re a stupid dick and I hope you read this…you stupid dick.
Alyssa’s mom has got it goin’ on
He should change it to ‘parking pros only’
I bet Alex has a Salt Life sticker on his car too.
Damn… one of the worst predicaments to find yourself in during your 20’s. I took the leap and it worked out great but man, with the distance involved, this is incredibly tricky. I would say just do you for now and experience what the Rockies have to offer.
I smell the perfect storm brewing…
I just can’t bring myself to spend more than $70 on a concert ticket, and even then, it better be Foo Fighters, RHCP, or someone huge. My friends dropped $140 for Metallica in the nose bleeds, and that show isn’t until next year… I’m sorry, but no human on earth is worth that.
I remember making a drink called “responsibility” by the gallons back in school. A whole fifth of sweet tea Burnetts, half a thing of Mio lemon, and a half gallon of water. At many parties and tailgates, this was the nectar of the gods…and also the downfall of man.
You’ll get hard for sub-par deli meats but not koozies??
God this series gives me anxiety. You want to get your hopes up for Eric but you know the inevitable, god awful train wreck could be seconds away.
I’ve worked in offices where it feels like literal hell and ones that share the same climate as Antarctica. I’d rather deal with the sub-zero temps because you can bundle up, but you can’t strip down. I mean you can but, you’ll be stopping by HR on the way out.
I would be angrier at the parents for raising such an ignorant, selfish, garbage little twat.
Half way through, I found myself shaking my head and thinking yet again, god damnit Eric. Then, out of nowhere, sweet beautiful redemption. ‘Atta boy champ.
The image of Fieri as the jigsaw of food network is both terrifying and accurate at the same time.
This is some Gordon Gekko shit right here. Got me hooked, keep it up.
My girlfriend and I have recently integrated the flask into going to the movies as well as large group outings. Definitely the move.