Well, on the bright side, I can look forward to a long life of new year's eves that simply can't be any more lame than that. I mean, they had a cube drop. And all it did when it hit the bottom was light up. Not even any fireworks. Oh, and it was actual cold, not fake New York cold. And they only had two beer stations, one of which ran out of beer / the lines froze up / they couldn't get the new keg flowing. And then after finding a bar to sit down in, I smacked my drink right off of the table trying to remove the stupid bracelet from the street party. There's a metaphor for life if I ever saw one.
HAPPY NWE YARS Everyone ele is ded on the couch. So I am eating spaghetti and meatballs. Let's ad some porn later. TITTIES! WOO!
Ah, fuck it. It's later than I thought. Lets end the year with the only thing I called early: Pretty sure I posted this here way before it went fucking sky high. It's really my only claim to fame. I'm going to go drink more now.
PARTY FOUL! Is it a laptop? Because that happened to my laptop a few weeks ago and fried my motherboard. Now I have a new computer. In other news, it looks like I'm the only sober one on this board right now; how strange! I just got back from an evening of blowing stuff up with Li'l Bandit at my In-laws house. I wasn't going to risk another DWI, so I drank sodas and water the whole time. Now it's time to catch up!
You know what the best feeling in the world is? Wanting to go to sleep at the same time your head is spinning. Fuck this shit, let's vomit or die. PICK ONE, BODY. Goddammit. I had so much rum. So much rum.
It's just a cheap microsoft keyboard. This is the 2nd one I've filled with beer. So far it's still working. I'm out of beer so it's on to captain morgan black. And ramen noodles.
As long as that rum is Sailor Jerry, I approve! Whooooo! Who wants to drink some pricey whisky even though we can't tell the difference!?
Unfortunately, no, it's true. I'm sitting a foot away from her, and we're both quite sober. Watching Superbad. Dubya and his lady went to bed hours ago. We're a pretty boring group tonight. However, apparently my friend got chased by a prostitute when walking back to AM's place.
However we have discovered that I make really accurate sound effects for various kinds of vaginal penetration.
That just sounds awkward. Either I'm not from Canada, or I missed the part where we all get together and hang out. I'm guessing that I'm just not from Cananada. I stand by my second spelling....
Everyone goes to bed by 1am[central] it seems. 12 beers and a few captain cokes here and I guess I'm a die-hard. And possibly an alcoholic?
Alcoholics go to meetings. You're just a drunk. I would kill for a bed right now. It looks like I'm passing out in a chair as I freeze my nuts off. 2013 is looking grand.
Ew none of us are from Cananada. Edit: PG WHEN WE WAKE UP TOMORROW PLEASE REMIND ME WHY I WAS PROMPTED TO MAKE VAGINAL PENETRATION SOUND EFFECTS. I don't remember the details.
I don't believe that these sounds were ever "expressed" on TiB? Damn I'm wasted. It's a good thing I'm a great and careful typer.
They happened in the real world. I think the context was her friend was like "You know that sound a vagina makes when you penetrate it?" And then I made that sound with my mouth. Then he mentioned something about a "penetration of fury" and then I made THAT sound with my mouth. But I'm really not sure how we wound up in that conversation.