I hit the big 21 this weekend. Yes, yes, now I can gamble in Las Vegas, go to clubs, and legally drink booze. So, for all of you counting, that’s three more valid options when considering how to-
-Make a Public Spectacle of Yourself
-Ruin Your Future
-Ruin Your Furniture
-Wake Up in the Wrong House, Again
On my birthday, I shared a great evening with quite a few people. Nothing like sitting back, enjoying a good brew around the campfire, chatting about anything from girls to God, and watching Nick have more fun than the rest of us. I didn’t think it was possible, but Nick redefined the acronym “BYOB.”
Happy Birthday.
If you lived up here, you coulda drank 3 years ago.
I’m totally moving there, cause I’m only 18
So Gregory…what was your favorite beverage?
Slurpees.
You haveta drink up here to keep warm — well, at least 10 months of the year.
Mmm. Slurpees.
i think gregs favorite drink was called jill wasn’t it? no? shoot, you had your choice man, any girl there, i thought that since she propositioned you she was the one you ended up with, but maybe it was all of them (excluding your sister of course [for all those sick bastards out there]) at once and it was just a drunken orgy, but then again, people kept telling me i was drunk, but maybe thats b/c they were so intoxicated that they couldn’t see four feet infront of them, and if i was drunk, it was on socialism, i was just a social butterfly coming out of his cacoon