Props to your cousin. Getting the Mrs. to agree to celebrate their new bond of love and faithfulness in a suite where tons of debauchery, drama, and probably unfaithfulness went down is quite a feat. Unless she is cool as fuck and suggested the idea. Which is very possible cause she was hanging out in the hot tub with her drunk guests on her unwedding night. Either way, a win for that guy. ✊
We’ve been out of TP for about a week now and the boss still hasnt bought any. I almost think he’s trying to prevent me from taking my usual afternoon shit break. No biggie, I just brought some from home. Just add problem solver to my resume.
I’m having some serious FOMO by not hopping on the wine train like the rest of my generation. It must be an acquired taste though, cause the few times I’ve had it, it was shit. Granted, it was probably shit wine, but that just goes to show my lack of expertise on the subject.
As boring as that mans life must be, he probably got a good laugh out of it. And when he sees you again, he’ll probably give you shit about it. And every other time after that.
I had to go buy the pill one day and the girl at the counter happened to be a girl in my some of my classes. It was embarrassing but at the same time a little bit comforting because she could probably relate to the situation.
Lived on the far opposite and completely different side (landscape wise and entertainment wise) of the state but I would say Tulsa seems like a cool place from the one time I visited. At least you can gamble and maybe (not) hit the jackpot at the casinos.
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I got the chills and sweats just reading this. I feel your pain.
Th bathtub, a poor man’s hot tub. I underestimated it’s soothing powers for too long.
I’ve been saying I’ll start going to the gym tomorrow for about 2 months now.
I live within 1 mile of 3 bars and about 2 minutes walking distance to Hooters, but have no one to go with. fml.
Props to your cousin. Getting the Mrs. to agree to celebrate their new bond of love and faithfulness in a suite where tons of debauchery, drama, and probably unfaithfulness went down is quite a feat. Unless she is cool as fuck and suggested the idea. Which is very possible cause she was hanging out in the hot tub with her drunk guests on her unwedding night. Either way, a win for that guy. ✊
We’ve been out of TP for about a week now and the boss still hasnt bought any. I almost think he’s trying to prevent me from taking my usual afternoon shit break. No biggie, I just brought some from home. Just add problem solver to my resume.
Still young enough to break out and old enough to get gray hair.
This is one of the most calm and realistic comments I have ever read from you.
Which is an overall win for this situation.
Sloan, tho.
My mom just gave me her Sams guest card and I feel more adult-like just by having it.
I’m having some serious FOMO by not hopping on the wine train like the rest of my generation. It must be an acquired taste though, cause the few times I’ve had it, it was shit. Granted, it was probably shit wine, but that just goes to show my lack of expertise on the subject.
As boring as that mans life must be, he probably got a good laugh out of it. And when he sees you again, he’ll probably give you shit about it. And every other time after that.
I had to go buy the pill one day and the girl at the counter happened to be a girl in my some of my classes. It was embarrassing but at the same time a little bit comforting because she could probably relate to the situation.
That air mattress must be made of clouds if your still that enthusiastic after having to sleeping on it. Props to you. ✊
Lived on the far opposite and completely different side (landscape wise and entertainment wise) of the state but I would say Tulsa seems like a cool place from the one time I visited. At least you can gamble and maybe (not) hit the jackpot at the casinos.
Not one single fuck was given. Savage.
Sounds like my life right now. Stuck between being complacent and going with the flow at my current job or going to grad school.
Being too scared to play it off as a hickey for fear of getting caught in a lie.
I thought I was the only one who experienced the bud light shits.