I had a dream I took over as secretary for my old middle school. In fact that's what woke me up finally. Sigh. Since sleep sucks, here's bouncing morning tits. No alpacas. NSFW
What the hell!!?? When did I get on here last night? Jebus, I got way too drunk for the night, good thing it was at the bar across the street. And FUCK!! I'm the retard who bought new wheels for my car, yet didn't take into account the fact that I currently have spacers on my oem wheels that use extended studs instead of the oem. I have no idea where in the hell the oem one's are, if I still have them. More money's most likely going to have to be spent...
Don't get mad. He's doing what any of us would do. Taking the longest mental snapshot and save it for forever.
Any home remedies for getting rid of scars? Steaks were awesome last night, as were the grilled veggies, but my arm apparently rested on the gas grill while I was working the charcoal and I was too drunk to notice immediately. So now I have about an inch long welt that looks like I got fucking shanked. At least the steaks were good.
Scars: Go get some Bag Balm. A few pages back, somebody was talking about "Arcade Fire". The only reason I ever heard of them was from an episode of House where the song "My Body is a Cage" was being played. My wife likes to have the captions on when we're watching TV, so it said, "Playing 'Arcade Fire - My Body is a Cage'" and I thought, wow, that's a cool song. So I looked for it on YouTube, and found this video someone made using that song. And that wasn't the song from House. This one was: Personally, I think the Arcade Fire song sounds like someone strangling a cat. Peter Gabriel owns that song now, kinda like Johnny Cash singing "Hurt".
And anyone who's a fan of good steaks needs to get some of this: Weird combination but it works. Hot peppers, mustard seed, cocoa, and coffee beans, and it tastes fucking delicious, especially washed down with a strong IPA. Put it on an inch-thick ribeye and let it sit for about 2 hours in the fridge. I love sex, but I'm pretty sure that was not only better, but it lasted longer as well. As much as I love their montreal seasoning, that shit's like bringing a nerf gun to a firefight. And I got a large container of it for $2.
I thought the music they used in the movie, my favorite western of all time, was much better. Spoiler
What's even worse is all the people I went to highschool with that I see on facebook having "Gender reveal" parties. One of my good buddies even got drug along to one of those soul crushing activities by his wife. And how do they reveal the gender at these parties? Like so: Spoiler Really? If I ever marry The Girlfriend, I'm going to make her sign a prenup with the sole stipulation being that she can never drag me along to shit like this.
You don't see anything douchy with inviting people over and revealing to them that you're having a boy or a girl by using blue or pink filling? I htink I would throw the cake at the host's face and leave... after I raided their liquor cabinet (good call Mya).
So I figured out how I got so wasted drinking only wine last night. Where I thought I only had 3 glasses, it turns out that when I wasn't looking my cousin was filling my glass up. He said I must have had 3 bottles of sweet white, which explains my hangover.