do you wanna stay with us in the house? theres prob floor space available, would save you a longish drive on friday morning.
perhaps but it depends on my buddy who is coming with and if my gf is coming or not. i'll have to find out but if not its just under 1 1/2 hours for us and we would meet there in the morning
I won't let Dickerman get our spirits down with his nihilistic view of 2014.
And just as zullo was cured, so too may SiS be rid of its case of the sucks.
Mother fucker, there hasn't been a good sis thread since The Tale of Eggnog poem.
Aside from a few comments made in private AIM chats, there hasn't been much funny posting at all...
All that we have are these new school, Erich Heckmann looking, Hip gangster wannabe, overweight, overpaid, socially inept, chocolate milk slinging, Christmas tragedy having, trike drift hating, Ben Clark knowing, semen recipe sharing, DWC envious, teenage pissers who measure each others cock size by how many times they can wheel their jeeps in the woods in Wallingford and then show 59 pictures of the exact same shit all whilst having no idea what the cage is like, who Mr. Montez truly is, or why the fuck they've never been smited.
So, you silly bastard, moped driving, half pipe owning, death wheel rolling, son of a bitch, if you want to stop hating on my nihilist view of 2014 for just two seconds of your life. You're more than welcome to join Myself, Zullo, Ryan, Phil, and RJ for a night of shenanigans at Hooters the next time we go. However, if you're too cool, too broke, too short, or too busy counting your carbs... Well, then as you were.
Mother fucker, there hasn't been a good sis thread since The Tale of Eggnog poem.
Aside from a few comments made in private AIM chats, there hasn't been much funny posting at all...
All that we have are these new school, Erich Heckmann looking, Hip gangster wannabe, overweight, overpaid, socially inept, chocolate milk slinging, Christmas tragedy having, trike drift hating, Ben Clark knowing, semen recipe sharing, DWC envious, teenage pissers who measure each others cock size by how many times they can wheel their jeeps in the woods in Wallingford and then show 59 pictures of the exact same shit all whilst having no idea what the cage is like, who Mr. Montez truly is, or why the fuck they've never been smited.
So, you silly bastard, moped driving, half pipe owning, death wheel rolling, son of a bitch, if you want to stop hating on my nihilist view of 2014 for just two seconds of your life. You're more than welcome to join Myself, Zullo, Ryan, Phil, and RJ for a night of shenanigans at Hooters the next time we go. However, if you're too cool, too broke, too short, or too busy counting your carbs... Well, then as you were.
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