The first post: a momentous event. Someday we'll look back and think, wow, we were really, really drunk when we decided to start that blog portion of the journal. We paid a bar tab of $131 and then KEPT ON DRINKING. That's what we'll say. Or something like that.
Buy Me!
Mr. T is Judging You
I pity the fool that makes a blog and doesn't include T.
Okay, back to your jibber jabber. Fools.
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When i got home last night the little woman was beside herself. she thougth i was dead. apparently we stayed out much later than usual. it didn't feel like we stayed much longer than usual. then again, after the fourth yinger, i wasn't feeling much of anything. okay, i'll never refer to them as yingers again. i promise.
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