Living life one Banquet Beer at a time. Board of Directors of Silicon Valley. Official Talent Scout (U8 Southwest) for The University of Alabama. Roll Tide!
Tonight I'm hitting the "Is It Seals & Croft or England Dan & John Ford Coley?" New Years Trivia Bash from 6:15 - 7pm. Ticket is 8 dollars and includes a butterscotch schnapps and peanut-free Chex mix.
Thinking of going stag but hit me.
@vuhustlersports Dude that’s like saying - “hey man I know you’re upset your mom died but we have some string cheese in the fridge.” Appreciate the effort and work though boys
-Heartbroken Vandy Grad 2014 who was fooled into thinking Jenkins was a star and then fell in love with DG - a real stud
(To the Beatles "I want You")
I want dudes
I want dudes so baaad
I want dooooooooods
I want dudes so baaaaad it's driving me mad it's driving me mad
(RIPS OFF PANTS FOR THE CRESHENDO)
I WAAAANT DUUUUUDES!!!!!
@RothenbergESPN@ChrisCanty99@HDumpty39 Easy Solution. Move the fences back to around 500 ft. Hell 700 ft. Much less homers and two more outfielders. TELL ME IM WRONG!!
My man @ErikRydholm must have had a couple ayahuasca trips before producing High Noon. This music shit is out of control.
(He's just ripped on X sweating in the studio bouncing up and down to these takes and shitty ass up tempo beat)
https://t.co/zhfbldK3w4
Just had the last kill in a fortnite game for my team of 20.
It was my...
"And they pass it back to... Goldberg??
YEAHHH GOLDBERG!!""
(Yes I know it's clear through this I am not employed)
(Sixers bring back Hinkie)
(Hinkie steps in that Locker room like Maeve in Shogun world.)
(Starts murmuring and shit)
Embiid and Simmons turn and break each other's legs.
Hinkie: Let the process begin - again
(REDDICK stabs himself)
https://t.co/jKhjjIxB0h
(Dude with scars in his neck from injecting Alpha Brain goes to mic at the gym and puts on "Pork & Beans")
- Sweet guitar riff
- AHHHH
THEY SAY I NEED SOME ROGAN TO PUT IN MY HEAD
Behind every great artist is their unknown amazing song writer.
Except the fucking Red Hot Chilli Peppers.
They appear to be written by a shock jock from the Dakotas who loves to "riff." (Rhyming non existent words)
KIP PIP SKIP a little beaddleebiddle
Five years back I saw one of those ads for old soul music that I haven't been able to find
Last night I took a xanax and found it - the 70's soul special led by Little Anthony of "Little Anthony and the Imperials"
God is real - and he comes in the form of a lispy soul hero