My routine is the same every year. Wake up and smoke a bowl, head over to my sister's place about an hour before dinner. Stay a bit and play with my niece, then LEAVE so I can get drunk and smoke weed at my place. Last year I got to hear my sister's husband brag about his bitcoin portfolio. I told him to sell it immediately, but I doubt he listened. It crashed not long after that. We will see if he brings it up this year.
My routine is the same every year. Wake up and smoke a bowl, head over to my sister's place about an hour before dinner. Stay a bit and play with my niece, then LEAVE so I can get drunk and smoke weed at my place. Last year I got to hear my sister's husband brag about his bitcoin portfolio. I told him to sell it immediately, but I doubt he listened. It crashed not long after that. We will see if he brings it up this year.
My routine is the same every year. Wake up and smoke a bowl, head over to my sister's place about an hour before dinner. Stay a bit and play with my niece, then LEAVE so I can get drunk and smoke weed at my place. Last year I got to hear my sister's husband brag about his bitcoin portfolio. I told him to sell it immediately, but I doubt he listened. It crashed not long after that. We will see if he brings it up this year.
Get to future sister in laws after prepping sides at my spot all morning with the future Mr., find them not doing anything, nobody has prepped anything, turkey still in the fridge (mind you, this is EST) so i just finished prepping the bird and getting it in the oven. They are all stuffing there face with pie and watching crazy rich Asians. Just finishing up a zpack so can’t even drink. I miss my families thanksgivings, booze and football...
Get to future sister in laws after prepping sides at my spot all morning with the future Mr., find them not doing anything, nobody has prepped anything, turkey still in the fridge (mind you, this is EST) so i just finished prepping the bird and getting it in the oven. They are all stuffing there face with pie and watching crazy rich Asians. Just finishing up a zpack so can’t even drink. I miss my families thanksgivings, booze and football...
If you get the opportunity you should kill yourself
My routine is the same every year. Wake up and smoke a bowl, head over to my sister's place about an hour before dinner. Stay a bit and play with my niece, then LEAVE so I can get drunk and smoke weed at my place. Last year I got to hear my sister's husband brag about his bitcoin portfolio. I told him to sell it immediately, but I doubt he listened. It crashed not long after that. We will see if he brings it up this year.
YOU should bring it up
You should and make sure to mention you just bought it yesterday at the low
I’m just drinking and watching football with the family. Thanksgiving is the best if you have alcoholic family members.
Agreed, we haven't even left the house for my parents and we are drunk(walking over). Texted them to ask if I should bring wine or something. Mom replied that my dad is already too drunk and I should only bring booze for myself if i'm going to otherwise they already have multiple bottles open.
I'll post the story from last Thanksgiving in the wam this weekend. It's @Swaye worthy FS.
My routine is the same every year. Wake up and smoke a bowl, head over to my sister's place about an hour before dinner. Stay a bit and play with my niece, then LEAVE so I can get drunk and smoke weed at my place. Last year I got to hear my sister's husband brag about his bitcoin portfolio. I told him to sell it immediately, but I doubt he listened. It crashed not long after that. We will see if he brings it up this year.
My brother is blasting KISW and angrily "cooking" (lol) while his stupid fucking faggot son is in the next room to me practicing his clarinet. He's a fucking CLARINET major at Central. He went to college to play fucking clarinet. He's practicing like bach. He doesn't even play jazz.
Everything my brother cooks tastes like soggy lettuce dipped in oil pressed from dog shit.
I bought some champagne because I'm a FS rich guy and don't want to totally fuck up today and my brother (who is jealously guarding space in the mold lab known as his fridge) told me I should "chill it in nature's fridge, outside" (he talks like that because he's a food rep and he thinks he really understands sophisticated solutions to all food related problems) - I ask him what temperature it is outside (incredulous) - and he, without any hesitation or self-awareness says 'it's 50!'.
Yeah, jackass, I want to chill Dom fucking Perignon down to luke warm in the yard over the course of the 8 hours it would take to change temperature from 65-50. Great idea.
I’m just drinking and watching football with the family. Thanksgiving is the best if you have alcoholic family members.
Agreed, we haven't even left the house for my parents and we are drunk(walking over). Texted them to ask if I should bring wine or something. Mom replied that my dad is already too drunk and I should only bring booze for myself if i'm going to otherwise they already have multiple bottles open.
I'll post the story from last Thanksgiving in the wam this weekend. It's @Swaye worthy FS.
I’m drunkas fuck sitting on the couch poudning beers and whiskey with my uncles. THIS IS AN ELITE THANKSGIVING.
I’m just drinking and watching football with the family. Thanksgiving is the best if you have alcoholic family members.
Agreed, we haven't even left the house for my parents and we are drunk(walking over). Texted them to ask if I should bring wine or something. Mom replied that my dad is already too drunk and I should only bring booze for myself if i'm going to otherwise they already have multiple bottles open.
I'll post the story from last Thanksgiving in the wam this weekend. It's @Swaye worthy FS.
My brother is blasting KISW and angrily "cooking" (lol) while his stupid fucking faggot son is in the next room to me practicing his clarinet. He's a fucking CLARINET major at Central. He went to college to play fucking clarinet. He's practicing like bach. He doesn't even play jazz.
Everything my brother cooks tastes like soggy lettuce dipped in oil pressed from dog shit.
I bought some champagne because I'm a FS rich guy and don't want to totally fuck up today and my brother (who is jealously guarding space in the mold lab known as his fridge) told me I should "chill it in nature's fridge, outside" (he talks like that because he's a food rep and he thinks he really understands sophisticated solutions to all food related problems) - I ask him what temperature it is outside (incredulous) - and he, without any hesitation or self-awareness says 'it's 50!'.
Yeah, jackass, I want to chill Dom fucking Perignon down to luke warm in the yard over the course of the 8 hours it would take to change temperature from 65-50. Great idea.
FUCKING KILL ME.
Your nephew sounds like a real faggot. Your brother just sounds stupid as a shit.
And because I'm the only one who has done anything interesting with the last 30 years of my life I get to tell a bunch of morons everything I do all the time and even though they don't understand it they think it's incredible because I paid for everything.
And because I'm the only one who has done anything interesting with the last 30 years of my life I get to tell a bunch of morons everything I do all the time and even though they don't understand it they think it's incredible because I paid for everything.
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Send him this article.
https://www.seattletimes.com/business/washington-bitcoin-pioneer-seeks-chapter-11-protection/
I'll post the story from last Thanksgiving in the wam this weekend. It's @Swaye worthy FS.
Everything my brother cooks tastes like soggy lettuce dipped in oil pressed from dog shit.
I bought some champagne because I'm a FS rich guy and don't want to totally fuck up today and my brother (who is jealously guarding space in the mold lab known as his fridge) told me I should "chill it in nature's fridge, outside" (he talks like that because he's a food rep and he thinks he really understands sophisticated solutions to all food related problems) - I ask him what temperature it is outside (incredulous) - and he, without any hesitation or self-awareness says 'it's 50!'.
Yeah, jackass, I want to chill Dom fucking Perignon down to luke warm in the yard over the course of the 8 hours it would take to change temperature from 65-50. Great idea.
FUCKING KILL ME.
FML