This is the kind of story that only happens at a very particular point in one's life.
friday nights
No, this kind of adventure comes from a lack of planning, well a severe lack of planning, like so bad you actually had to try to remove ways to get yourself out of the situation. And then the general maintenance throughout the night in case any ways of getting yourself unstuck might come up as the night progressed
This is the kind of story that only happens at a very particular point in one's life.
Oh oh oh!
Is the answer "Your mid-thirties"?
I don't know, do you still obsessively document and tell people the precise quantity of alcohol that was consumed on these kind of occasions when you're in your mid-thirties? Cause man. Man, I hope not.
This is the kind of story that only happens at a very particular point in one's life.
friday nights
No, this kind of adventure comes from a lack of planning, well a severe lack of planning, like so bad you actually had to try to remove ways to get yourself out of the situation. And then the general maintenance throughout the night in case any ways of getting yourself unstuck might come up as the night progressed
This is the kind of story that only happens at a very particular point in one's life.
friday nights
No, this kind of adventure comes from a lack of planning, well a severe lack of planning, like so bad you actually had to try to remove ways to get yourself out of the situation. And then the general maintenance throughout the night in case any ways of getting yourself unstuck might come up as the night progressed
thanks mom
Okay well the alcoholic in me says, "wow you sure wasted a lot of drinking time by fucking around like an amateur."
Someone should make a compilation video of every movie scene where the protagonist does a round-house arm swing to stab something in the bad guy's neck. Pencils, mirror shards, whatever.
I'm pretty sure there are a million of them. Usually involving a ground/neck-choking struggle.
For the some reason, this montage in my head is set to Ode to Joy.
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this is the burger king in the NW side of the city and is approximately an hour away from my friend's place in the SE
but the cab ride only took like half an hour
so we must have walked all the way there, which makes sense because I used to live close to it and know the way, and then wandered back the direction we came
This entire movie is a setup for a visual gag where he turns around and there is a tuft of bedsheet sticking out of his butt like a bunny tail butt plug.
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This is a million times better than the hangover.
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It's really more like Dude, Where's My Car.
Oh oh oh!
Is the answer "Your mid-thirties"?
i have a receipt for burger king from 4:17 AM
there are only three burger kings in the city
this narrows down location substantially
Tea for sea tee I am glad you didn't die and made it home
No, this kind of adventure comes from a lack of planning, well a severe lack of planning, like so bad you actually had to try to remove ways to get yourself out of the situation. And then the general maintenance throughout the night in case any ways of getting yourself unstuck might come up as the night progressed
I don't know, do you still obsessively document and tell people the precise quantity of alcohol that was consumed on these kind of occasions when you're in your mid-thirties? Cause man. Man, I hope not.
but someone asked me how we got into that situation and I figured that that was the best way to illustrate why were in that situation
thanks mom
it will read as follows
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pbr
pbr
pbr
pbr
pbr
like you'll get through that many.
Okay well the alcoholic in me says, "wow you sure wasted a lot of drinking time by fucking around like an amateur."
like
i mean maybe if i started drinking early
For the some reason, this montage in my head is set to Ode to Joy.
... too easy.
i can't even begin to comprehend how that happened
but by the time i start drinking it'll already be like 1am for you!
i mean, either way I'm worried about that squirrel but ...
The receipt doesn't have an address on it?
nuts
there's a joke somewhere...
Ships passing in the night ...
Don't hold back, just let it out.
you're totally right it does
this is the burger king in the NW side of the city and is approximately an hour away from my friend's place in the SE
but the cab ride only took like half an hour
so we must have walked all the way there, which makes sense because I used to live close to it and know the way, and then wandered back the direction we came
This entire movie is a setup for a visual gag where he turns around and there is a tuft of bedsheet sticking out of his butt like a bunny tail butt plug.
I had a pair of boxers from lululemon (men if you haven't worn lululemon boxers you haven't lived yet) and my shoes on
We can figure this out! It has at least one bridge, and only three burger kings
T4CT, can you remember hearing any distinctive sounds as you drove around. A railway crossing. Some geese honking.
holy fuck
i mean no
but now i remember how my phone died so thank you
edit: FUCK IT CRWTH
it appears I got seven minutes into "Cooper Calligraphy" of Community
Oh my god.
It's almost like you we're trying to kill yourself by making dumb choices.
what an uncivilized city