September 2011
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How Far I Will Go When I don’t want to go...
Me, and my two friends who were in the car with me this night, all agree this premise of what really happened on this night could have be used as part of a script in a movie of the comedy variant. Now that I’m sitting here writing this, I figure maybe it’s only good enough to be used in some film school drop out’s short film about teen angst and coming of age dribble. We all know it’s...
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Have you ever punched a bear in the mouth? No? Then fuck you.
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What To Do After A Job Interview
So, apparently the last bar I was in last night after a job interview I had earlier in the day, the bartender wasn’t quite fond of me and had my friends and I kicked out. This may or may not be because I kept pouring my beer into an annoying, nasally, Long Island-esq voiced girl’s bag repeatedly. This was then followed up with me just shoving as many bottles into it as I could before...
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How Not to Ride an Airplane (and the Adventures of...
I knew this trip was going to be a bit wild, especially seeing how Loki and me were heading to the airport directly after the bar in Suffern, but I never thought it’d be so ridiculous so fast.
“Sir, are you a diabetic? ARE YOU GOING INTO DIABETIC SHOCK? Are you on any prescriptions that we need to know of? Do you need help? Do we need to take the plane down for an emergency?”...
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