Saturday, October 9, 2010

wow I logged in

it's real farkin fuckin hard toi type on teh droog when you have teh wrong name and it's a backwards thing with weird password and stuffs. . there's only pronography in there. So I drinked a little tonight and I'm going to teat eat some cake. stopbuttfucking my door dipshit. So the drinkin with the first peoples was prettty good but it's not a good idea to .... what the hell was IP saying something about tongue punchin the poregger cooter. gross. wtf j-dogg what u thinkin. anyway this is a nice way to intro-duce the new namerator. for shitsticks. happy fuckin bday bitchfuckers. Hooray for avery beerstackular! delicuous
I want to know that I love you all. This DROG is for you.

Friday, October 8, 2010

Just.... crashin' in!

Hey they cool cats and hip daddios. How's it rockin'? First, I must apologize for the way I've been leavin' you all hangin'. Just high and dry, wonderin' where the Crashman be at. I'm real, real sorry about that. I lost my way for a while and forgot about the tiny, tiny audience that had been hangin' on my every word (tiny may or may not be == 0, depending on the time of day and year). But here I am and while I don't know if this classifies as all out drunken postin', it definitely classifies as strongly buzzin' postin'. I kicked it with one of my east-coast cousins this afternoon who I hadn't seen or talked to in AGES. We're talkin' long, long time (~10+ years), so that shit was off da hook. Sometimes I forget how isolated I am out in this neck of the woods and I realize that I'm related to some real cool people and I need to be better about stayin' in touch. Anywho, I hit up the Harpo's which I haven't visited in a while and was reacquainted (fuck that shit was tough to type) with the fact that their happy hour rules. They have a super solid tap line-up and micros are only $2.50 a pint! Shit Son. I need to do that more often. Ok... so I thought I had some better stuff to say, but I might not. HOWEVER. The night is not over and... well, assumin' things go just the right amount of well, you might yet hear from me again tonight.

That's all for now. I'm up, up and.... oh shit, where did that curb come from?!












(ps - please note that any word requirin' an "ing" has been substituted with " in' " because I think it makes me cooler to talk like that)

Saturday, October 2, 2010

pizza colore

was the end of the night. and a hella uva night it twas. first of all, one shift two shift redshift blueshift kick ass. fun game except one dude, that dude sucks. man that dude. pretzels! okay, trivia started out way slow, except it was also awesome. ladies... right, so back oto the point. never drink a veer that has a reference to a mustache. yeah i'm talkin bout you hopstache. you were disuguesting. red dagron, you rocked my proverbial world. thanks dagron! booo getting possibly injured playing air hockey. hoooray more cheap beer! j town totalled rolled galaga over and that pos didn't even record. drunk people. pizza colore. welcome back.