
I made the mistake last year of going to this chick's house (she will end up with her own post at a later date) at the time we were seeing each other. See there are two things that were learned that week I was stuck down in Cooper City...
- If she live's with her parents, do not go, let me be crystal clear DO NOT GO!!!
- There MUST be liquor, a sober hurricane is a boring hurricane. Because you are going to need something to do when the power goes out and if she lives at home, you won't be getting it on.
- The final one, well everyone knows this already, women are crazy; so this really does not count.
This is a conversation Henry and I had earlier this morning regarding a hurricane party. Notice the differences in the words used... like "jack & shit" and "go to Mike/Andrew/Bryen's house"
HENRY [10:03 A.M.]: so who's having the hurricane party?
EPS [10:03 A.M.]: like you can go
EPS [10:03 A.M.]: you got a wife and kids to protect
HENRY [10:03 A.M.]: LOL
EPS [10:04 A.M.]: ill probably go to Mike/Andrew/Bryen's house
EPS [10:04 A.M.]: drink, play poker, blog the hurricane
HENRY [10:05 A.M.]: nice
EPS [10:06 A.M.]: how about you?
HENRY [10:07 A.M.]: i'm not doing jack shit
HENRY [10:07 A.M.]: it's just rain to me
EPS [10:07 A.M.]: what can you do
EPS [10:07 A.M.]: you dont drink
EPS [10:07 A.M.]: you have a wife and kids to protect
Here is your new map, thanks NOAA

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