Do birthdays even matter

[Guest Agent of Oblivion]

That's all bait. She's waiting to set the hook.

[1234-5678]

I dunno, I doubt she'd want me for anything more then a fling. Her 7 year old son is probably more mature then I am.

[Spaceman Spiff]

Maybe her son needs a new liver? Don't fall asleep before her.

[Slayer]

Dear TSM

 

This morning I woke up in a tub full of ice...

 

Sincerely,

JAxl

[1234-5678]

Maybe her son needs a new liver? Don't fall asleep before her.

Yeah, like my liver is worth anything.

[Spaceman Spiff]

Score 1 for you, then!

[1234-5678]

The kegger is off, but my asshole friends decided to surprise me with a hotel suite and a bottle of Jameson. Details tomorrow.

[Guest Nanks]

What are a group of guys going to do with a hotel room and one bottle of Scotch???

[1234-5678]

Eh, it turned out fine I guess. It was really pretty cool of them to do it actually, since I always bitch about having to set up my own party and whatnot. I did polish off most of the bottle of Jameson (it's Irish whiskey btw Nanks) and had quite a few beers, as well as going to the bar downstairs with this tasty blond chick and having a "Mind Eraser". Bad idea. Anyways, my friend Joe also showed up and played some Doors songs on accoustic guitar while i sang along, probably badly. Then, Wrestlemania broke out in the bedroom. I definitely remember taking an F5 and Demolition's finisher, and possibly a TKO, but that stupidity, of course, got us kicked out of the hotel. Starting a battle royal instead of trying to get laid may not have been the wisest decision. I'm sporting a nice lump on my head from God knows what and I have a pretty big cut and bruise on my elbow. Oh well.