I’ve paid up front multiple times and it’s not a big deal in my mind. It also gives you time to budget the expenses so you’re not coughing up a few hundred bucks after going down at the black jack table.
Like DC said, you’re new here. First lesson to learn about PGP is that your best option is to throw in the towel once you start digging a hole. No one will remember any of this tomorrow and you’re not going to change anyone’s mind so just let it go.
I coached sub-varsity for two years right out of college. We lost a tournament game going into the last minute up by one, with the ball, the other coach screaming “foul him! Foul him!” Our guy basically got tackled, ref swallowed the whistle, and they made an uncontested layup to win the game. Refs both said it wasn’t their call and weren’t watching the ball handler.
Also had an opposing coach call timeout while we had the ball. Twice. Granted both times by a guy in jorts.
It was hilarious. Was a 1,000 mile drive so a big life change to graduate and move back home a week later at 22 years old. We’re standing in his kitchen having cocktails when he asks for the card, cuts it up, and tells her she has six months to find a job, save money, and move out on her own. As someone who had close to zero financial help in school I didn’t feel bad for her one bit.
A short story no one cares about:
When my now wife and I graduated I helped move her pack and move back home. When we got to her parents’ house it took about 30 minutes for her dad to say “Let me see your credit card. I need to check something.” She hands it over, he cuts it in half right in front of her.
I WAS GOING TO RE-WEAR THE PANTS I HAD ON YESTERDAY BUT WHEN I WENT TO PUT THEM ON I NOTICED I MUST HAVE SAT IN SOMETHING AND IT APPEARED AS THOUGH I’D SHIT MY PANTS FOR THE ENTIRETY OF THE DAY, WHICH IS A VERY HUMBLING AND EMBARASSING POINT IN ONE’S LIFE. SO INSTEAD, I’M WEARING A DIFFERENT PAIR OF KHAKIS.
Delivery. Pizza. Stepping off my protein and veggie train because Mrs Rico is en route back home thanks to United Airlines and put in a special request prior to departure.
James looks like the type of guy who tries to sleep with his daughter’s friends, or at the very least makes them feel extremely uncomfortable when they’re lounging by his pool.
I just grab ’em which is almost always met with, “Ugh, stop it.” But sometimes it’s, “Don’t get me worked up if you’re not going to get me off.” I like taking chances.
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You okay man?
Celebrating Fat Tuesday with shrimp stew and a Cajun chicken from Hebert’s. Also some wine.
I’ve paid up front multiple times and it’s not a big deal in my mind. It also gives you time to budget the expenses so you’re not coughing up a few hundred bucks after going down at the black jack table.
Like DC said, you’re new here. First lesson to learn about PGP is that your best option is to throw in the towel once you start digging a hole. No one will remember any of this tomorrow and you’re not going to change anyone’s mind so just let it go.
I coached sub-varsity for two years right out of college. We lost a tournament game going into the last minute up by one, with the ball, the other coach screaming “foul him! Foul him!” Our guy basically got tackled, ref swallowed the whistle, and they made an uncontested layup to win the game. Refs both said it wasn’t their call and weren’t watching the ball handler.
Also had an opposing coach call timeout while we had the ball. Twice. Granted both times by a guy in jorts.
Someone grew up in Tornado Alley.
Bold title on a Sunday morning, Will.
Are suggestions allowed, or is this a one man wrecking crew? If so:
“Love Will Find a Way” – Pablo Cruise
It was hilarious. Was a 1,000 mile drive so a big life change to graduate and move back home a week later at 22 years old. We’re standing in his kitchen having cocktails when he asks for the card, cuts it up, and tells her she has six months to find a job, save money, and move out on her own. As someone who had close to zero financial help in school I didn’t feel bad for her one bit.
We need an update when you ask and make this “future Mrs. Ruxin” thing official.
A short story no one cares about:
When my now wife and I graduated I helped move her pack and move back home. When we got to her parents’ house it took about 30 minutes for her dad to say “Let me see your credit card. I need to check something.” She hands it over, he cuts it in half right in front of her.
Isn’t it interesting how doing the right thing makes you feel like shit, but doing the shitty things make everything feel right?
I WAS GOING TO RE-WEAR THE PANTS I HAD ON YESTERDAY BUT WHEN I WENT TO PUT THEM ON I NOTICED I MUST HAVE SAT IN SOMETHING AND IT APPEARED AS THOUGH I’D SHIT MY PANTS FOR THE ENTIRETY OF THE DAY, WHICH IS A VERY HUMBLING AND EMBARASSING POINT IN ONE’S LIFE. SO INSTEAD, I’M WEARING A DIFFERENT PAIR OF KHAKIS.
I already feel bad for you come Sunday night / Monday morning. Thoughts and Prayers, friend.
Not judging, just saying.
Delivery. Pizza. Stepping off my protein and veggie train because Mrs Rico is en route back home thanks to United Airlines and put in a special request prior to departure.
James looks like the type of guy who tries to sleep with his daughter’s friends, or at the very least makes them feel extremely uncomfortable when they’re lounging by his pool.
I meant on a wider scale, a/k/a outside of Texas.
Well done. I really enjoyed these. Lizzie sounds like an awesome girl, but good luck to you tonight, sir.
I just grab ’em which is almost always met with, “Ugh, stop it.” But sometimes it’s, “Don’t get me worked up if you’re not going to get me off.” I like taking chances.