August 2008
3 posts
FWAILURE.
A long time ago - and this was a wonderful story in itself, in that it was pitifully comic - your dear narrator lost an opportunity at great, um, relationship??
At the word…I shudder. Suffice to say was a cool chic, and she took home a Fway what was soaked from having lain in a nice, flowing storm gutter.
Cheers, Fway! Mission: accomplished. Amazin’.
That was Round 1.
Though that...
HAPPY HOUR IS LIE/HALF-TRUTH
The highlight of any evening spent indulging in Bud Light is invariably the point when you stop drinking it, grow a sac, and order a beer. For me, this was the beginning of the night. I ordered Heinekens for some time until my friends arrived. Take a knee… DATELINE: My fucking job. DATETIME: Fucking time. DATE?: No…fuck. Everyone is going downtown. I live in Miramar. This is like one of those math...