Post SundayFunday since the boys are in town had me moving a little slow this morning, but now on cup number two and business is booming and deals are getting closed. Let’s go
I appreciate you asking Dillon. Old college roommates and current city squad is meeting up for a few drinks tonight then calling it early. Tomorrow we have a bar crawl to raise money for children’s cancer research. Can’t think of a better excuse to get annihilated, like your Tuesday. Than post game bar hop.
I’m glad you asked Will. I actually didn’t conjure up anything since I was at an all-inclusive resort; also known as anyone’s parents house. But you were looking at homemade guacamole, chicken totally soup and little muffins made of bread, cheese, bacon and ham.
Just changed all of my Bumble pictures to photos of me with my shirt tucked in and belt present. If that doesn’t scream “I have my life on track” then I’m giving up.
Well Dillion, glad you asked. Tonight’s a low key have a couple of craft brews at the local brewery kind of night. Saturday hit up a road race because you have to keep the fitness up. At night hit the bars hard in the city with the boys. Sundays..well we all know that’s for sweatpants and scaries.
Doesn’t she know that what women want to wear to be in the comfort of their own pants in their business. She’s just upset because she probably never did squats and couldn’t post #fitchick
Still struggling this morning, crippled with the anxiety this shattered screen is giving me until I read this. This is exactly what I needed this morning. Respect Will.
“I’m not saying The Tipsy Pig’s back patio is the perfect rosé sitch, but The Tipsy Pig’s back patio is the perfect rosé ditch.” Is actually a quote I feel like Will has personally stated.
Can not wait for the shit storm of complaining that will occur between Girl and Caroline while having poke or whatever.
Have to respect John for sticking with Todd on this one. Always gotta help your boy out. Will knows that “if we go down, then we go down together.”
Sick Laura, this is exactly why you don’t get invited to brunch.
Post SundayFunday since the boys are in town had me moving a little slow this morning, but now on cup number two and business is booming and deals are getting closed. Let’s go
I appreciate you asking Dillon. Old college roommates and current city squad is meeting up for a few drinks tonight then calling it early. Tomorrow we have a bar crawl to raise money for children’s cancer research. Can’t think of a better excuse to get annihilated, like your Tuesday. Than post game bar hop.
I’m glad you asked Will. I actually didn’t conjure up anything since I was at an all-inclusive resort; also known as anyone’s parents house. But you were looking at homemade guacamole, chicken totally soup and little muffins made of bread, cheese, bacon and ham.
Just changed all of my Bumble pictures to photos of me with my shirt tucked in and belt present. If that doesn’t scream “I have my life on track” then I’m giving up.
At least you know Alpher listened to DDB on Monday and took y’alls advice.
As for your Starbucks line, I’m sorry Alexa it’s working, Will.
Nah, too much hype for tomorrow.
“Todd, mamma is hungover AF, tell Starbs to get my drink ready, Caroline and I just can not with lines today.”
Well Dillion, glad you asked. Tonight’s a low key have a couple of craft brews at the local brewery kind of night. Saturday hit up a road race because you have to keep the fitness up. At night hit the bars hard in the city with the boys. Sundays..well we all know that’s for sweatpants and scaries.
Couple more days Will, couple more days.
With that’s said, spicy crock pot enchiladas.
*Has Christmas at their house*
*Charges family $5(Euro) cover*
Will, we need to know what color Miata Todd’s dad is whipping. Everyone knows dude does business and closes hella deals.
Doesn’t she know that what women want to wear to be in the comfort of their own pants in their business. She’s just upset because she probably never did squats and couldn’t post #fitchick
Her gift is that entire apartment and basically everything in it because we know “mama’s funemployment” isn’t paying any damn bills.
Thinking(hoping) the exact same thing. You would know, Jesus knows the plan.
Savage, absolutely fucking savage.
You crushed that Will. Live your truth, stay basic.
Still struggling this morning, crippled with the anxiety this shattered screen is giving me until I read this. This is exactly what I needed this morning. Respect Will.
Not that Dave endorses doing drugs; but hey, what you do in the comfort of you own home, behind closed doors is your business.