Last Weak and This Week
Last weak gamenight...
For those of you where weren't there, game night was brought down a few notches by New Mike and Looseholes. Monopoly and a 12 pack of Amstel Light... a 12 pack of Amstel Light? WTF! I piss 12 packs of beer on game night. I'm telling you, if you want other people to have fun playing Monopoly, you gotta get them really, really wasted. Get creative. Incorporate a drinking game into it. Something! Not a 12 pack of Amstel Light. Cases bro. With an S. Bottles bro. With an S. Sorry, but Monopoly? The only way that game could have worked with this crowd is if it involved beer bongs, wrestling for property, and real money.
Can someone say mulligan? Do over? Syke? It was like a bad dream where I had to conserve beer on gamenight and listen to Looseholes tell me how he kicks ass and talks shit when he plays Monopoly online versus other gamers.
Online Gamers?
The only thing that saved me on game night were the burritos and tacos Mike and I had delivered. Mike told me that they accepted credit card so we ordered a lot of food. Well, they didn't. And we paid in change. A lot of pennies and nickels that the furious delivery driver put in a plastic bag. Someone remind me not to order from there from Mike's address ever again.
Gasm on drinks this week. Congradulate him on his promotion to Case Manager at work. Manager usual equate to some kind of responsiblity, but... its Gasm. It probably just means surfing porn in a bigger chair. I hear that Mr. Fattchik and 9cm return also along with me Potato Sacks. See you there.
For those of you where weren't there, game night was brought down a few notches by New Mike and Looseholes. Monopoly and a 12 pack of Amstel Light... a 12 pack of Amstel Light? WTF! I piss 12 packs of beer on game night. I'm telling you, if you want other people to have fun playing Monopoly, you gotta get them really, really wasted. Get creative. Incorporate a drinking game into it. Something! Not a 12 pack of Amstel Light. Cases bro. With an S. Bottles bro. With an S. Sorry, but Monopoly? The only way that game could have worked with this crowd is if it involved beer bongs, wrestling for property, and real money.
Can someone say mulligan? Do over? Syke? It was like a bad dream where I had to conserve beer on gamenight and listen to Looseholes tell me how he kicks ass and talks shit when he plays Monopoly online versus other gamers.
Online Gamers?
The only thing that saved me on game night were the burritos and tacos Mike and I had delivered. Mike told me that they accepted credit card so we ordered a lot of food. Well, they didn't. And we paid in change. A lot of pennies and nickels that the furious delivery driver put in a plastic bag. Someone remind me not to order from there from Mike's address ever again.
Gasm on drinks this week. Congradulate him on his promotion to Case Manager at work. Manager usual equate to some kind of responsiblity, but... its Gasm. It probably just means surfing porn in a bigger chair. I hear that Mr. Fattchik and 9cm return also along with me Potato Sacks. See you there.
posted by DC at 5:07 PM
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I'm going to get all BUCK NASTY tonight... woo hoo!
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