Its cold in my apartment, i have 2 choices. Turn up the heat and waste money on gas or pour a glass of scotch....Scotch it is. Will report back with results.
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Was wasted silly at a uconn party last night. Being there and single again is different than having a woman to bring around to all your parties. At first it was a bummer from all the "ah, that's why she's not here, bummer etc etc" but then I got hammered and had a 26 year old elementary school music teacher hit on me. The situation was so rediculous I did nothing about it. I'm an idiot!.
SC*AR (Schwarz Army)
No longer stock ride height, rolling as low as a daily driver in New England should without worrying about breaking an oil pan. :up:
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Originally posted by Fifteen View PostThe one thing I needed to accomplish the other night was swapping in an interior, that's all. Then my friends came over with some blue moon and instead we drank behind the wheel of a car on jack stands.
I'm really diggin' this pic. What are you and your friend is rocking out to?
Also, i think you may have your rear seat in upside down.
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Originally posted by LJ851 View PostI'm really diggin' this pic. What are you and your friend is rocking out to?
Also, i think you may have your rear seat in upside down.
Considering the car doesn't run, just our own babbling?
I was lucky enough to come across and almost mint redish brown interior (something-rot?) that I've been storing on top of the other seats, tight fit. That's why the one thing I needed to do was install it, oh well.
89 325is[exy]
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We had a box wine night yesterday. I fucking hate those. Sounds gay as hell, but there's no better way to get absolutely hammered than spending $8 on a box of shitty wine, then chugging/puking/chugging/gagging your way through the damn thing. 22 hours later and I still feel my stomach fermenting.2007 Range Rover Sport S/C
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haha yeah it was good for a bit, and my friend played this on loop. By the time you got through half the bag everybody was singing the chorus. By the halfway point of your second box nobody can sing, you can only laugh while trying to stand still and not puke on the dude next to you.
2007 Range Rover Sport S/C
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Originally posted by Dj Buttchug View Post^ fuckin tour de franzia. haha good timesWon't lie, been drunk off this same thing. And the Arbor Mist Tour. A lady friend of mine gave me one of these fuckers since she owed me booze and I said "whatever will get me drunk."
I don't remember much of that night, but it was like drinking fruit punch with booze.
SC*AR (Schwarz Army)
No longer stock ride height, rolling as low as a daily driver in New England should without worrying about breaking an oil pan. :up:
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I'm drinking Miller lite tonight. I hate this shit.
But, my friend whom I saw last on Tuesday night, killed himself this morning....
We grew up shotgunning miller lite.
Here's to you Chris.No E30 ClubOriginally posted by MrBurgundyAnyways, mustangs are gay and mini vans are faster than your car, you just have to deal with that.
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So a couple nights ago I was like, I just wanna go to a bar and get some drink on because I just needed to really chill out, and hopefully catch a broad worth wrecking.
I went to some random bar that I've never been to before, by myself. I ordered a beer, then I ordered some nachos because I felt hungry, so what. After a time this girl come in. You could say that she was bangable. We got to talking about mundane crap. We both drank a lot. She invites me back to her place because I offered to help wire up some stereo system or whatever. We were both intoxicated.
Anyway, so we're in her room, on her bed, doggie-style-roughness. I'd lost track of time so I don't remember much, but I have this moment where I sort of zone out. Something on the wall catches my eye. It's a poster of the Cookie Monster. It's just him, no other Sesame Street pals. And he's just looking at me. He's just got this look on his face. I could see in his eyes what he was thinking. "Hey, man, why don't you quit humping that slut and get me some fuckin' cookies?"
Entranced as I was, I'd neglected my thrusting. The woman noticed, craned her neck to see, and slurred, "Hey, what'r'you doin?"
Something deep in my soul started building, an animal sensation. I don't remember much, just an overpowering urge. It rose from within the deepest depths of my being. I looked the bitch in the face, and let it loose, a heaving gutteral roar.
"COOKIE!!!!!"
Upon which I resumed hammering her twat with a gusto that I had never before delivered to any woman.
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