One stat
stands out from the night of epic DErailment as worthy of remembrance (maybe because it's one of the only things I actually do -- and I'm still trying desperately to forget Manish picking me up and twirling me around at Goodfellow's).
9-1.
What can I say? It's my life, it's my times. Welcome.
8 Comments:
You always could run the table. Man, member some of those looooooong nights? And I don't remember a lot of them too, lol. Sorry, I mean TWSHIT -- TWSHIT.
5:17 PM
ok, wait I'm confused.
are you from CH or GJ? Or someplace really cool that I don't even know about? Or, I guess, who are you?
but yes, last night I was at my best -- and drunkest. The two usually coincide due to the nature of the game.
5:37 PM
I'm your worst nightmare.
5:52 PM
nah, my worst nightmare is any of the numerous haunting ones that involve Coach Thomas, who sadly still makes me feel like complete shit even in my sleep.
But you can be #2.
5:55 PM
I don't think I've earned the right to use it anywhere else, but since I'm on your sight I'm gonna go ahead and use TWSHIT on your last comment.
Oh, and good use of the Old School line in that first comment. Point to you for that.
6:29 PM
sorry, dude, didn't mean to guilt trip you into commenting over here at all...
and also, the TWSHIT is supposed to be a REVOLUTION. Use it everywhere, with everyone. We must stop at nothing in our noble pursuit to eradicate the villainous LOL. TWSHIT soldiers, MONTAMOS!
6:41 PM
I actually read your comment from my site after wading through (and commenting myself) over here. So no apology is in order because there was no guilt trip (more like great procrastination from an art history paper).
I myself have been way too guilty in giving the obligatory LOL. And a nice thing about TWSHIT is that there really IS some humor in merely seeing TWSHIT written. Nice work.
7:02 PM
and the game is on.
1:47 AM
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