I've been pretty busy obsessing over tournament stats and working on my rap career, so I haven't posted in a while, but today, I'm feeling philosophical.
Birthday. What is a birthday? A combination of two one-syllabled words, one a noun, and the other a noun that serves as an adjective. I like birthdays all right. But you know what I like more? Horsemeat. Nutrage. Spacedong. Those are some classy words.
One more classy word: shotgun. It's time for me to go do that to some shitty beer. Happy 21st, me!
Showing posts with label Natty Ice. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Natty Ice. Show all posts
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Tonight's itinerary
First, we're having a team meeting in the suite where we establish goals for next semester. I'm pumped because I might get to make a speech about committing to going to practice and getting in shape and kicking ass at Wilmington. I love making speeches.
Then, we're pregaming for the COÖP party in our suite. I'm gonna challenge Greg to a speed-drinking contest and make him eat my ass. He's gonna eat it hard, too, because I've been practicing shotgunning Natty Ices for months. I love hazing rookies.
Finally, we're going to Sari and Abby's for the COÖP party. I'm gonna get so hazardously shit-faced that I feel uncomfortably headachey for the next 24 hours. I love getting hazardously shit-faced.
Then, we're pregaming for the COÖP party in our suite. I'm gonna challenge Greg to a speed-drinking contest and make him eat my ass. He's gonna eat it hard, too, because I've been practicing shotgunning Natty Ices for months. I love hazing rookies.
Finally, we're going to Sari and Abby's for the COÖP party. I'm gonna get so hazardously shit-faced that I feel uncomfortably headachey for the next 24 hours. I love getting hazardously shit-faced.
Monday, November 16, 2009
I feel a little better
Now it's time for bed. I think I'll have myself a Natty Ice.
...Yeah, now that I said that, I guess I have to. And I guess I'll shotgun it, too. Yeah! Beer!
...Yeah, now that I said that, I guess I have to. And I guess I'll shotgun it, too. Yeah! Beer!
Labels:
drinking,
feelings,
girls,
Natty Ice,
Sally,
sweepy guigui,
things I like
Saturday, November 14, 2009
I'm gonna win
We're having a party tonight. Oh yeah.
It's a Lobster Rage Fist party. Oh yeah.
We're taping Natty Ice to the walls. Oh yeah.
And I'm hosting a Pork/Porquay Pre-Game with a really cheap buy-in so lots of people get to play and I get to fucking school them all. Oh yeah!
It's a Lobster Rage Fist party. Oh yeah.
We're taping Natty Ice to the walls. Oh yeah.
And I'm hosting a Pork/Porquay Pre-Game with a really cheap buy-in so lots of people get to play and I get to fucking school them all. Oh yeah!
Labels:
Lobster Rage Fist,
Natty Ice,
parties,
pictures,
pork,
things I like,
winning
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Why individual cans are better than economy-sized bottles
They just are. If you're not convinced, take a look at this list I made of other people's lame arguments against cans and my flawless rebuttals:
- But they contain smaller volumes of liquid! They're pre-portioned, man. That's so perfect for helping people measure and limit their sugar intake -- especially people who lack self-control when it comes to drinking V8 (and who doesn't?).
- But they're comparably more expensive! I gladly pay for comfort and convenience. What's better than an ice-cold can of vegetable juice, all ready to go and perfect for pairing with a hot HamDel sandwich? (Besides Natty Ice, of course.)
- But they're not sold everywhere! Neither are bottles, douchewad. And cans are sold in the only place that really matters -- HamDel.
- But they negatively impact the environment! So do bottles, douchewad. Also? Fuck the environment.
Labels:
conservationism,
HamDel,
lists,
my logic is infallible,
Natty Ice,
V8
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