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Bryan..perhaps next time you should strap two mattress to yourself and wear a hockey helmet, like that kid from the movie Little Giants. Then you'd definitly get through the day without any injuries.
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Dave... it went down like this: you were tryin to shoot a basketball, i slammed it out of your hands and ran, you pursued, i attempted to get into the bathroom and slam the door - alas the bathroom was occupied. I turned around and there you were and there was the beer i was holding being knocked into my face. Drunken stupidity on both parties, albeit much more drunken on your part. So what are we doin this weekend? |
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Well nice to meet you Mr.Dave. I remember talking to you in the smoke pit then we went inside to look for your brother (not that I knew who to look for :silly: ) and then you disspeared! or something haha I asked like 3 hours later and you still hadnt found him . . . |
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That was pretty much the point where my memory decided to fuck it and leave. Along with any sort of coherence I may have previously had so I've been told.
I think I need one of those governors like they have in some cars that just don't let you go past a certain point. Like the shot flies over my shoulder or something. It was nice to meet you and your cousin though! |
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