I'm on an ice cream hunt now. After not eating any for months and months, I'm on a full bore mission to seek and eat all in my path. I was addicted to Thin Mint blizzards last week, and now I love, love, love this ice cream from the Creamery.
We had a nice thing going sitting in the grass, until some parents and toddlers came over and started talking about shit we don't care about, like the PTA and juniors feeding schedule. Nothing against you breeders, but I like to chill out and enjoy the sweltering heat without kids going fucking crazy around me.
Later that night we went to Jerm's house in Phillipsburg. We ate lots of good food and then drank lots of beer and played some games. Then Troy and battled over who was tougher. I probably won, but I don't remember.
See, this guy knows how to party.
We read these instructions to Cranium a million times and I still can not tell you how to move around the board.
But the game does rock. It does make you think which is kind of funny after a few Miller Lite's.
We killed them. Wendi and Melissa dominate at Cranium. Those fuckers can't hum "I shot the Sheriff." You are screwed for life guys!
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