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drinking Fruit Punch Four Loko from Guster and this stuff tastes like candy. If candy had 12.0% alcohol content anyway.

 
My pocket dialed both TUpside and Krista yesterday at various points when I was at the bar from 11am-3am in Chicago watching basketball.

Also, since you guys like talkin' brackets, I went 22-10 in round 1, but the 10 losses included a Final Four team, 2 additional Elite 8 teams, and two additional Sweet 16 teams. So I'm currently in 4th in my pool yet have almost zero chance to win.

 
drinking Fruit Punch Four Loko from Guster and this stuff tastes like candy. If candy had 12.0% alcohol content anyway.
Exactly. #### whoever made that greatness illegal. And those of you drinking the free fruit punch and uva Lokos can go to hell.
this stuff is great. get pretty wrecked on just one can.sometimes I hate the people who live in this country. just like pot, this should be legal.
 
drinking Fruit Punch Four Loko from Guster and this stuff tastes like candy. If candy had 12.0% alcohol content anyway.
Exactly. #### whoever made that greatness illegal. And those of you drinking the free fruit punch and uva Lokos can go to hell.
this stuff is great. get pretty wrecked on just one can.sometimes I hate the people who live in this country. just like pot, this should be legal.
They still sell it. It just doesn't have the "energy" component anymore.
 
drinking Fruit Punch Four Loko from Guster and this stuff tastes like candy. If candy had 12.0% alcohol content anyway.
Exactly. #### whoever made that greatness illegal. And those of you drinking the free fruit punch and uva Lokos can go to hell.
this stuff is great. get pretty wrecked on just one can.sometimes I hate the people who live in this country. just like pot, this should be legal.
They still sell it. It just doesn't have the "energy" component anymore.
Since the caffeine is pretty much equally as important as the alcohol and that swill they sell now has no caffeine, I'm going to have to say that "No, they don't sell it."
 
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They still sell it. It just doesn't have the "energy" component anymore.
where's the fun in drinking that?take away red bull from red bull and vodka and you just get...vodka.non-caffeinated malt beverages are a dime a dozen. the caffeine is what makes this so awesome.
 
What would a fish caught in the gulf of mexico that looked like a fancy sunfish with a silver body and light blue stripes be called? Cuz I got six of those when I was in Fla.

 
They still sell it. It just doesn't have the "energy" component anymore.
where's the fun in drinking that?take away red bull from red bull and vodka and you just get...vodka.non-caffeinated malt beverages are a dime a dozen. the caffeine is what makes this so awesome.
Agreed. All the raving was about the taste and alcohol content so I figured the energy part didn't matter much.
Apparently you talked to a bunch of morons because the real raving was about the fact that the caffeine allowed you to get blackout drunk while still on your feet.
 
interesting development on the random make-out chick front... I was checking Facebook before going to bed on Tuesday night and saw that she had posted "I'm going to be a mom again" as her status update.

I did some quick math to see when the last time we had hooked up was and if there was any chance it could be mine. Technically if she had only missed one period and finally caught on when she was missing for a second time, then there was a very small chance. :unsure:

I woke up the next morning and she had deleted the post. Since then she has put up some cryptic messages about hating men, needing prayers, etc.

The fact that she hasn't contacted me is enough for me to confirm I'm in the clear, but that would be some seriously bad news!
Jesus. gllllll
 
interesting development on the random make-out chick front... I was checking Facebook before going to bed on Tuesday night and saw that she had posted "I'm going to be a mom again" as her status update.

I did some quick math to see when the last time we had hooked up was and if there was any chance it could be mine. Technically if she had only missed one period and finally caught on when she was missing for a second time, then there was a very small chance. :unsure:

I woke up the next morning and she had deleted the post. Since then she has put up some cryptic messages about hating men, needing prayers, etc.

The fact that she hasn't contacted me is enough for me to confirm I'm in the clear, but that would be some seriously bad news!
Hold up....you had sex with this woman recentlyish and now she is claiming - ON FACEBOOK - that she is going to be a mom and that she hates men. Remind me - is this the one who enjoyed sexual acts in front of transients? How'd that break-up go between you two? In the clear? Really? That's what we're going with on this holy St. Rufus of a Feces holiday?
Yeah, that'd be the girl. There wasn't really a breakup, we just kinda stopped texting. I didn't want to push it and come across as being desperate. She had dropped enough hints about wanting another kid in the next couple of years - even going so far as to ask if she's not seeing someone in a couple years, if I would be willing to be a donor. When she started mentioning that she had forgotten to take her pills a couple days in a row but that she had taken it that morning, so everything would be ok.... I knew it was time to play it extra safe.

 
Had a blast tonight at karaoke. The bar we went to had speakers outside and they let me sing "We are young" outside on the street. The oldsters were singing as much as the young. It was really awesome.

 
The gulf of Mexico was flat as hell this weekend so I headed to the coast to go fishing. Ended up 45 miles offshore on Friday in a 23' boat. Fished again today. Pics to come later. Nothing special, but a nice change of pace from last weekend. 2 days of utopia for me and we caught one, legal, keeper fish on a $300+ gas bill.

I'm a novice in planning and executing a fishing trip, but I'm a ####### ####### when it comes to trolling for fish (like marlin, tuna, and wahoo). We did manage to hook a wahhoo Friday, which was awesome until I looked up to see him jump and land sideways to pull the hook.

I tried to narrate a video I took of one of the several sea turtles we saw, but the audio didn't come through and the damn thing submerged too quickly. I've seen them before, but everyone we saw Friday had their full shell pretty much above the surface I'd the water. Most of the time I've seen them coming up for air. Everyone of these turtles were basically floating across the surface and looked like floating logs or debris from a distance.

We caught some decent snapper on Friday which we had to throw back. My buddy took a rather terrible pic I'll post later.

Coolest part of the trip either day: saw two whales. You have to go out pretty far to see whales here and I caught a glimpse. No time for a pic.

 
'Encyclopedia Brown said:
'HighBeams said:
Had a blast tonight at karaoke. The bar we went to had speakers outside and they let me sing "We are young" outside on the street. The oldsters were singing as much as the young. It was really awesome.
Did you do the Pat Benatar dance?
No but I had Monster Claws for Bad Romance.
 
'Aaron Rudnicki said:
'bentley said:
'Aaron Rudnicki said:
drinking Fruit Punch Four Loko from Guster and this stuff tastes like candy. If candy had 12.0% alcohol content anyway.
Exactly. #### whoever made that greatness illegal. And those of you drinking the free fruit punch and uva Lokos can go to hell.
this stuff is great. get pretty wrecked on just one can.sometimes I hate the people who live in this country. just like pot, this should be legal.
Glad you enjoyed GB :thumbup:
 
Angry at the entire state of MO right now. Sorry GBSLB.
Yeah that really sucked.
'Samuel L Bronkowitz said:
'Gadzooks said:
'shuke said:
"almost"?
And way to focus on the near butt-raping I almost endured and offer no congratulations on me having sex 3 times tonight!!! I'm thrilled for you on your evening of masturbating to a weather girl while probably eating cupcakes. How about some reciprocation?
You haven't lived until your cornhole has been penetrated during sex. I've said too much
:lmao: :lmao: :lmao:
 
So instead of going downtown or Dogtown for St. Patrick's Day we went to a local parade. (BTW, according to the new sign posted, I now live in a city with a population slightly over 11k. Of course it borders a city with 88k but still. FML) Anyhow, Mrs. SLB wanted to run the 5k and I agreed to take the boys and meet up with her later at my GB's place to watch the parade. Now I normally try to avoid things like this as if it would give me genital warts but I am/was desperate to reconnect with friends that live out here. I seriously have a Shining thing going on. The good news is that I may win father of the year because I am seemingly with my family 24/7. The bad news is I'm working constantly too and all work and no play makes bob go something, something. So on our way to the parade I was more than a little concerned about the unbelieavle horde of green wearing drunks everywhere. My concerns were later confirmed when it became very clear that the closest parking spot would be almost a mile away. The tactical error of not packing the cooler the night before and having Mrs. SLB take it then hit me the way Thorn does shots of schnapps. Two kids, a heavy cooler, about 200k people from what I could tell and about a mile walk. Purrfect. I was quickly distracted by the large numbers of 22 (apparently that is the number we are using now for all girls under 30) year old girls dressed Irish Slutty . I think the torn fish net stockings with short skirts were my favorite but knee high socks with short skirts were pretty good too. We arrive at our destination in no time and it is only then I realize people are 8 rows deep to watch the parade. So I found a couple of old friends promised to play in their kids charity poker tournament and I think I even offered to pay one person to come over to my house and hang out with me. All was going as planned. Connections were being made. I was being welcomed to the new neighborhood. Nice. Then the clouds started rolling in. The next thing I know lightening is streaking across the sky, thunder is making the kids cry and people were scrambling everywhere for cover. My boys were remarkably calm however and were happy that we managed to secure a table with an umbrella. Of course Cal then suggested this wasn't a bright idea sitting on metal chairs under an umbrella with a metal pole during a thunderstorm. I agreed and we took cover under a large tent and they were out of beer. I had plenty of beer. People were offering to pay me five bucks a beer but I declined and started handing out beers. Good times. Apparently some people decided to pay me anyway though because when I got home I had a bunch of ones and fives stuffed in my pocket. So we waited it our for about an hour and I was soaking wet after taking the boys to the port-o-poop, separately of course. The rain finally relented and we decided to start walking. Dylan was holding my hand and Mrs. SLB had Cal's hand. Dylan is very competitive and considers everything a contest so we were "losing" to everybody walking ahead of us. So we were walking faster and faster with Dylan taking the time to jump in EVERY puddle of water on our quest to "win". There were now 40 or so people between us and Mrs. SLB so I motioned to her I would take Dylan with me and we continued on our way as they turned the corner to go to her car. Then the skies opened up again and began to pour down raining of course the copious amounts of lighting bolts were more of a concern to me. That and the fact it was raining to hard I could barely see. When we finally made it to my car we were soaked to the bone. Dylan had a great time though, was giggling like the little kid he is and asked me to put Crazy Train on for the ride home. I complied with his request and were both screaming at the tops of our voices when I noticed the roads were all flooded. My cars is 4WD so I didn't have too much of a problem but I was concerned about my wife & Cal. I was really concerned when we were home for 45 minutes to an hour before them. I had her phone in my pocket because I somehow got lucky enough to find a ziplock bag to put our phones in. Me & the boys ended up spending the rest of the day in the garage watching basketball and talking as I drank whiskeys. They even wiped off both of our cars. Fun day.

 
I am stuck at a bowling fundraiser for the boys/girls clubs. My wifes bowling team are dressed up as mama from mama's family as their team name is 'the bowling bubbas'... Since it is for a good cause i dont mind. Its even better that the bar is open and i can drink

 
So instead of going downtown or Dogtown for St. Patrick's Day we went to a local parade. (BTW, according to the new sign posted, I now live in a city with a population slightly over 11k. Of course it borders a city with 88k but still. FML) Anyhow, Mrs. SLB wanted to run the 5k and I agreed to take the boys and meet up with her later at my GB's place to watch the parade. Now I normally try to avoid things like this as if it would give me genital warts but I am/was desperate to reconnect with friends that live out here. I seriously have a Shining thing going on. The good news is that I may win father of the year because I am seemingly with my family 24/7. The bad news is I'm working constantly too and all work and no play makes bob go something, something. So on our way to the parade I was more than a little concerned about the unbelieavle horde of green wearing drunks everywhere. My concerns were later confirmed when it became very clear that the closest parking spot would be almost a mile away. The tactical error of not packing the cooler the night before and having Mrs. SLB take it then hit me the way Thorn does shots of schnapps. Two kids, a heavy cooler, about 200k people from what I could tell and about a mile walk. Purrfect. I was quickly distracted by the large numbers of 22 (apparently that is the number we are using now for all girls under 30) year old girls dressed Irish Slutty ™. I think the torn fish net stockings with short skirts were my favorite but knee high socks with short skirts were pretty good too. We arrive at our destination in no time and it is only then I realize people are 8 rows deep to watch the parade. So I found a couple of old friends promised to play in their kids charity poker tournament and I think I even offered to pay one person to come over to my house and hang out with me. All was going as planned. Connections were being made. I was being welcomed to the new neighborhood. Nice. Then the clouds started rolling in. The next thing I know lightening is streaking across the sky, thunder is making the kids cry and people were scrambling everywhere for cover. My boys were remarkably calm however and were happy that we managed to secure a table with an umbrella. Of course Cal then suggested this wasn't a bright idea sitting on metal chairs under an umbrella with a metal pole during a thunderstorm. I agreed and we took cover under a large tent and they were out of beer. I had plenty of beer. People were offering to pay me five bucks a beer but I declined and started handing out beers. Good times. Apparently some people decided to pay me anyway though because when I got home I had a bunch of ones and fives stuffed in my pocket. So we waited it our for about an hour and I was soaking wet after taking the boys to the port-o-poop, separately of course. The rain finally relented and we decided to start walking. Dylan was holding my hand and Mrs. SLB had Cal's hand. Dylan is very competitive and considers everything a contest so we were "losing" to everybody walking ahead of us. So we were walking faster and faster with Dylan taking the time to jump in EVERY puddle of water on our quest to "win". There were now 40 or so people between us and Mrs. SLB so I motioned to her I would take Dylan with me and we continued on our way as they turned the corner to go to her car. Then the skies opened up again and began to pour down raining of course the copious amounts of lighting bolts were more of a concern to me. That and the fact it was raining to hard I could barely see. When we finally made it to my car we were soaked to the bone. Dylan had a great time though, was giggling like the little kid he is and asked me to put Crazy Train on for the ride home. I complied with his request and were both screaming at the tops of our voices when I noticed the roads were all flooded. My cars is 4WD so I didn't have too much of a problem but I was concerned about my wife & Cal. I was really concerned when we were home for 45 minutes to an hour before them. I had her phone in my pocket because I somehow got lucky enough to find a ziplock bag to put our phones in. Me & the boys ended up spending the rest of the day in the garage watching basketball and talking as I drank whiskeys. They even wiped off both of our cars. Fun day.
I'd like,

to introduce you

to my good friend

the paragrraph

 
So instead of going downtown or Dogtown for St. Patrick's Day we went to a local parade. (BTW, according to the new sign posted, I now live in a city with a population slightly over 11k. Of course it borders a city with 88k but still. FML) Anyhow, Mrs. SLB wanted to run the 5k and I agreed to take the boys and meet up with her later at my GB's place to watch the parade. Now I normally try to avoid things like this as if it would give me genital warts but I am/was desperate to reconnect with friends that live out here. I seriously have a Shining thing going on. The good news is that I may win father of the year because I am seemingly with my family 24/7. The bad news is I'm working constantly too and all work and no play makes bob go something, something. So on our way to the parade I was more than a little concerned about the unbelieavle horde of green wearing drunks everywhere. My concerns were later confirmed when it became very clear that the closest parking spot would be almost a mile away. The tactical error of not packing the cooler the night before and having Mrs. SLB take it then hit me the way Thorn does shots of schnapps. Two kids, a heavy cooler, about 200k people from what I could tell and about a mile walk. Purrfect. I was quickly distracted by the large numbers of 22 (apparently that is the number we are using now for all girls under 30) year old girls dressed Irish Slutty ™. I think the torn fish net stockings with short skirts were my favorite but knee high socks with short skirts were pretty good too. We arrive at our destination in no time and it is only then I realize people are 8 rows deep to watch the parade. So I found a couple of old friends promised to play in their kids charity poker tournament and I think I even offered to pay one person to come over to my house and hang out with me. All was going as planned. Connections were being made. I was being welcomed to the new neighborhood. Nice. Then the clouds started rolling in. The next thing I know lightening is streaking across the sky, thunder is making the kids cry and people were scrambling everywhere for cover. My boys were remarkably calm however and were happy that we managed to secure a table with an umbrella. Of course Cal then suggested this wasn't a bright idea sitting on metal chairs under an umbrella with a metal pole during a thunderstorm. I agreed and we took cover under a large tent and they were out of beer. I had plenty of beer. People were offering to pay me five bucks a beer but I declined and started handing out beers. Good times. Apparently some people decided to pay me anyway though because when I got home I had a bunch of ones and fives stuffed in my pocket. So we waited it our for about an hour and I was soaking wet after taking the boys to the port-o-poop, separately of course. The rain finally relented and we decided to start walking. Dylan was holding my hand and Mrs. SLB had Cal's hand. Dylan is very competitive and considers everything a contest so we were "losing" to everybody walking ahead of us. So we were walking faster and faster with Dylan taking the time to jump in EVERY puddle of water on our quest to "win". There were now 40 or so people between us and Mrs. SLB so I motioned to her I would take Dylan with me and we continued on our way as they turned the corner to go to her car. Then the skies opened up again and began to pour down raining of course the copious amounts of lighting bolts were more of a concern to me. That and the fact it was raining to hard I could barely see. When we finally made it to my car we were soaked to the bone. Dylan had a great time though, was giggling like the little kid he is and asked me to put Crazy Train on for the ride home. I complied with his request and were both screaming at the tops of our voices when I noticed the roads were all flooded. My cars is 4WD so I didn't have too much of a problem but I was concerned about my wife & Cal. I was really concerned when we were home for 45 minutes to an hour before them. I had her phone in my pocket because I somehow got lucky enough to find a ziplock bag to put our phones in. Me & the boys ended up spending the rest of the day in the garage watching basketball and talking as I drank whiskeys. They even wiped off both of our cars. Fun day.
I'd like,

to introduce you

to my good friend

the paragrraph
Yeah, I know. Too tired to think that hard and thought it would be funny for some reason.Here is a list of the things I put in my body yesterday:

2 pieces of plain white toast

About 7 beers

About 15 whiskeys

6 or 7 tokes from that baby jar stuff

a pack or so of smokes

 
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So instead of going downtown or Dogtown for St. Patrick's Day we went to a local parade. (BTW, according to the new sign posted, I now live in a city with a population slightly over 11k. Of course it borders a city with 88k but still. FML) Anyhow, Mrs. SLB wanted to run the 5k and I agreed to take the boys and meet up with her later at my GB's place to watch the parade. Now I normally try to avoid things like this as if it would give me genital warts but I am/was desperate to reconnect with friends that live out here. I seriously have a Shining thing going on. The good news is that I may win father of the year because I am seemingly with my family 24/7. The bad news is I'm working constantly too and all work and no play makes bob go something, something. So on our way to the parade I was more than a little concerned about the unbelieavle horde of green wearing drunks everywhere. My concerns were later confirmed when it became very clear that the closest parking spot would be almost a mile away. The tactical error of not packing the cooler the night before and having Mrs. SLB take it then hit me the way Thorn does shots of schnapps. Two kids, a heavy cooler, about 200k people from what I could tell and about a mile walk. Purrfect. I was quickly distracted by the large numbers of 22 (apparently that is the number we are using now for all girls under 30) year old girls dressed Irish Slutty ™. I think the torn fish net stockings with short skirts were my favorite but knee high socks with short skirts were pretty good too. We arrive at our destination in no time and it is only then I realize people are 8 rows deep to watch the parade. So I found a couple of old friends promised to play in their kids charity poker tournament and I think I even offered to pay one person to come over to my house and hang out with me. All was going as planned. Connections were being made. I was being welcomed to the new neighborhood. Nice. Then the clouds started rolling in. The next thing I know lightening is streaking across the sky, thunder is making the kids cry and people were scrambling everywhere for cover. My boys were remarkably calm however and were happy that we managed to secure a table with an umbrella. Of course Cal then suggested this wasn't a bright idea sitting on metal chairs under an umbrella with a metal pole during a thunderstorm. I agreed and we took cover under a large tent and they were out of beer. I had plenty of beer. People were offering to pay me five bucks a beer but I declined and started handing out beers. Good times. Apparently some people decided to pay me anyway though because when I got home I had a bunch of ones and fives stuffed in my pocket. So we waited it our for about an hour and I was soaking wet after taking the boys to the port-o-poop, separately of course. The rain finally relented and we decided to start walking. Dylan was holding my hand and Mrs. SLB had Cal's hand. Dylan is very competitive and considers everything a contest so we were "losing" to everybody walking ahead of us. So we were walking faster and faster with Dylan taking the time to jump in EVERY puddle of water on our quest to "win". There were now 40 or so people between us and Mrs. SLB so I motioned to her I would take Dylan with me and we continued on our way as they turned the corner to go to her car. Then the skies opened up again and began to pour down raining of course the copious amounts of lighting bolts were more of a concern to me. That and the fact it was raining to hard I could barely see. When we finally made it to my car we were soaked to the bone. Dylan had a great time though, was giggling like the little kid he is and asked me to put Crazy Train on for the ride home. I complied with his request and were both screaming at the tops of our voices when I noticed the roads were all flooded. My cars is 4WD so I didn't have too much of a problem but I was concerned about my wife & Cal. I was really concerned when we were home for 45 minutes to an hour before them. I had her phone in my pocket because I somehow got lucky enough to find a ziplock bag to put our phones in. Me & the boys ended up spending the rest of the day in the garage watching basketball and talking as I drank whiskeys. They even wiped off both of our cars. Fun day.
I'd like,

to introduce you

to my good friend

the paragrraph
Yeah, I know. Too tired to think that hard and thought it would be funny for some reason.Here is a list of the things I put in my body yesterday:

2 pieces of plain white toast

About 7 beers

About 15 whiskeys

6 or 7 tokes from that baby jar stuff

a pack or so of smokes
It was very funny. It would just be easier to read with a little white space mixed into that wall of words

 
Out of the doctor's office. I guess high blood pressure causes headaches. Who knew?When can we start using GMTAN as our medical history? It would have saved me 10 mins if my doctor would have just read this.
I wasn't going to Hipple here, but I have to ask, what kind of headaches?Lately I've been getting terrible headaches, to the point I have to lay down. They are always in the lower left back of my head. Ibuprofen really helps the pain in about 30 mins.
 
'Aaron Rudnicki said:
'bentley said:
'Aaron Rudnicki said:
drinking Fruit Punch Four Loko from Guster and this stuff tastes like candy. If candy had 12.0% alcohol content anyway.
Exactly. #### whoever made that greatness illegal. And those of you drinking the free fruit punch and uva Lokos can go to hell.
this stuff is great. get pretty wrecked on just one can.sometimes I hate the people who live in this country. just like pot, this should be legal.
Glad you enjoyed GB :thumbup:
Enjoying the uva while watching the Mighty Mississipp' today. Suck it, bentley.
 
'Aaron Rudnicki said:
'bentley said:
'Aaron Rudnicki said:
drinking Fruit Punch Four Loko from Guster and this stuff tastes like candy. If candy had 12.0% alcohol content anyway.
Exactly. #### whoever made that greatness illegal. And those of you drinking the free fruit punch and uva Lokos can go to hell.
this stuff is great. get pretty wrecked on just one can.sometimes I hate the people who live in this country. just like pot, this should be legal.
Glad you enjoyed GB :thumbup:
Enjoying the uva while watching the Mighty Mississipp' today. Suck it, bentley.
Nice touch with the penny. Hope the taste explosion knocks you off the balcony.
 
'Aaron Rudnicki said:
'bentley said:
'Aaron Rudnicki said:
drinking Fruit Punch Four Loko from Guster and this stuff tastes like candy. If candy had 12.0% alcohol content anyway.
Exactly. #### whoever made that greatness illegal. And those of you drinking the free fruit punch and uva Lokos can go to hell.
this stuff is great. get pretty wrecked on just one can.sometimes I hate the people who live in this country. just like pot, this should be legal.
Glad you enjoyed GB :thumbup:
Enjoying the uva while watching the Mighty Mississipp' today. Suck it, bentley.
Nice touch with the penny. Hope the taste explosion knocks you off the balcony.
:lol: This stuff is good. It's really not for sale anywhere anymore (I mean with the caffeine)? :(
 

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