Gonna drive up from the ‘Lou and bring some righteous street violence to Detroit. Those Michigan fuckers are lazy. Only place in the country to riot correct in the last few years is St Louis.
You put a little rubber cement and tide detergent in a Molotov cocktail and it’ll burn for about an hour. Kinda like homemade napalm.
Shout out to Swaye, I learned that during the Indian/Mexican fights on the Colville Rez in the mid eighties.
My asshole friends picked that day for their wedding. Great friends with both the bride and groom... and the bride’s daughter is my daughter’s BFF (ILTSBFFIWILTD) so I’m kind of being forced to go.
I mean they left their spouses for each other, while I am too much of a bitch to leave Washington football.
I have been unsuccessful in lobbying for a date change. VaTech fans suck.
They're getting married on 9/11? That's some dark shit man. I'm not sure I want to post here anymore.
My asshole friends picked that day for their wedding. Great friends with both the bride and groom... and the bride’s daughter is my daughter’s BFF (ILTSBFFIWILTD) so I’m kind of being forced to go.
I mean they left their spouses for each other, while I am too much of a bitch to leave Washington football.
I have been unsuccessful in lobbying for a date change. VaTech fans suck.
They're getting married on 9/11? That's some dark shit man. I'm not sure I want to post here anymore.
I have missed friends and relatives wedding who were inconsiderate enough to have it on a game day. The fact that you wont miss the wedding is telling #betacuck Especially second marriage. What the actual fuck?
Went to a catholic wedding here in the ‘Lou in 1995. They timed it so the wedding ended at game time and the reception started in the last 10 min of the Notre Dame game. They were playing the Dawgs. Damn pleasing time until jughead Huard threw an interception and the team withered like Apple head figurines.
So pissed I fucked the two fattest bridesmaids. Angry, ugly sex. Then I got drunk as hell and argued about the concept of original sin with the preacher.
My asshole friends picked that day for their wedding. Great friends with both the bride and groom... and the bride’s daughter is my daughter’s BFF (ILTSBFFIWILTD) so I’m kind of being forced to go.
I mean they left their spouses for each other, while I am too much of a bitch to leave Washington football.
I have been unsuccessful in lobbying for a date change. VaTech fans suck.
About 2 weeks ago, I was close to pulling the trigger on going. Mrs. Nacho wasn't interested which meant I only needed 1 ticket and buying a single ticket meant I would've gotten a good seat. I slowed my roll after looking for hotel/Airbnb and thank Allah I did.
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I'm in. Chicago for two days, Wrigley, drive to Ann Arbor for kick-ass primetime under the lights, and cheering on the Fighting Jimmys!
You put a little rubber cement and tide detergent in a Molotov cocktail and it’ll burn for about an hour. Kinda like homemade napalm.
Shout out to Swaye, I learned that during the Indian/Mexican fights on the Colville Rez in the mid eighties.
So pissed I fucked the two fattest bridesmaids. Angry, ugly sex. Then I got drunk as hell and argued about the concept of original sin with the preacher.
Normal Saturday back in the day.
Can’t wait!