Downtown is seriously on my nerves. If I have one more damn invite to an event that I'm OBVIOUSLY not going to intend, I might just up and delete her on facebook. It isn't worth the hassle, you know what I'm saying?
Grand Slam and Pinocchio have the big game tonight, but it looks like they might be rained out. Don't worry boys, I'll be there rooting for you, especially since Pinocchio threw out those kind words at me at 153 the other day. Nothing like spotting the Summer Fling at the game cheering for her new boy toy. I wonder if she knows that he's the lying, cheating type?
I haven't made it to the Butler Building lately, have Super Mario, Showtime and Dairy King been kicking some french ass? I sure hope so. Last time these three fine fellas lost to the poutine-lovers, and I haven't been invited back since. Embarassed, much?
Haven't head much about Fed-Sex lately, I wonder if Outbound or Sunshine have heard from him. We all definitely need to get wasted before Outbound hits the road. Perhaps some chillage in Fed-Sex's hottub for old times sake, is in order. Stay tuned!
MacBaby got locked out of her house yet again today. Good thing I was around to come to the rescue. We ended up having to run into Bialik during senior lunch (can you say Hurrican Ike?) to find Little Tike for the keys. Thank God she was standing in front of the doors. We went looking for Coach but came up empty handed. Perhaps he and the Preschooler are off getting sonograms of their Bambino?
Speaking of kids, I wonder how Drunken Disorderly is doing. It's a shame he never let me post those videos on facebook. He was one hell of an underage drunk. Caught fingers, puke and declarations of love, that was one car-ride I'll never forget, ever.
Anyhow, that's enough for now, I'm out of people to talk about. Stay tuned for some more bagles, lox and shmearing!
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