I'm at the bar discussing insurance shit with my dad. He just got up to use the loo and some bitch is trying to chat him up. WTF?
So be a proper wingman and talk him up already. Get the old man laid. Might want to stay away from personal endorsements though.
Um, nevermind. My dad's a regular and said he passed her resume along to some people. Got her a few interviews. Allegedly. Thank God I'm home now. My mom's an unpleasant harpy, but I was gonna have to rough a cunt up in her honor.
On my way to a halloween party sans girlfriend. The Han Solo costume turned out really well too. I foresee myself getting really drink tonight and spouting off Star Wars quotes.
Nah, what he'll do is just ejaculate indiscriminately over the girl's body/bedding/teddy bears and then toss her a kennedy half dollar and say "sorry about the mess"
Just set the opening credits theme music as your ringtone. Its common knowledge it leads to soaking wet panties everywhere. Duh. Wanna check out my lightsaber?
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Get home from a killer night at the restaurant, check facebook. I see more sudden Cain Velazquez and Texas Rangers fans than I ever imagined possible. Fuck casual sports fans. Oh well, lets see if y'all can entertain me while I play catch up
Lucky Extra beer + roommate fixing new house while I watch and drink beer = easy evening. God damn I'm lazy.