That's how it is 100%. They have beer in a vending machine for $1.

no bud and ND chicks, though

my roommate has taken to, in place of "word" (which i generally hate as slang anyway), saying "wertz" which he probably got from ZWR but obviously has different connotations to me. it stokes a fire within that I cannot extinguish.

It's all about small victories, td. ND girls aren't terrible looking. Most of them are of Swedish heritage, so they got that going for them. Really need to find bud, though.

i say "word" a lot.

sk, it's just a matter of time brah

and the swedes allegedly have perfect genetics.

sorry brah. i understand its place but i'd rather he just say nothing. but "word" is better than "wertz," definitely.

Read some things that said the more pairs of shoes you wore, the longer each pair would last. Well, last year I bought probably more different pairs of shoes than I'd ever bought in a calendar year, and now one blisters my heel, another has a blown sole and yet another is developing holes in the seams. Another is a pair of Chucks, which are still wearable but are obviously not the most comfortable things. What the fuck, shoes?

that's the footwear equivalent of "reliver roulette"

I've recently started saying 'nerts' in moments of light frustration, and I don't know why.

Bucky wrote:that's the footwear equivalent of "reliver roulette"

One thing about shoes is you gotta spend some dough on them. I walk about 10 or more miles at work each night so I need really good kicks. I have three pair of shoes that I call the Three Aces. They will last a long time and once I broke them in they've been sweet. I just hope I don't have to go to San Francisco 'cuz I'm afraid they won't hold up well there.

I hear there's a guy who, if you give him a pair of his old shoes, he'll send you a great new pair and even give you some money back with them.

ONCE

there was this boyyyyy who

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Houshphandzadeh wrote:ONCE

there was this boyyyyy who

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I heard that song was about AIDS.

smitty wrote:

Bucky wrote:that's the footwear equivalent of "reliver roulette"

One thing about shoes is you gotta spend some dough on them. I walk about 10 or more miles at work each night so I need really good kicks. I have three pair of shoes that I call the Three Aces. They will last a long time and once I broke them in they've been sweet. I just hope I don't have to go to San Francisco 'cuz I'm afraid they won't hold up well there.

The costlier the shoes the more care the Mayalsian sweat shop puts into them

I have this problem where I receive a piece of information that interests me and only me and that even if it does happen to interest someone else it's not going to make for interesting conversation anyway, but I know there's going to come a point where there's a lull in conversation and I'm going to say it anyway. And then people will make up excuses for why they need to leave the room.

Barry Jive wrote:I have this problem where I receive a piece of information that interests me and only me and that even if it does happen to interest someone else it's not going to make for interesting conversation anyway, but I know there's going to come a point where there's a lull in conversation and I'm going to say it anyway. And then people will make up excuses for why they need to leave the room.

I am guilty of this at least 80% of the times I'm at parties.

Barry Jive wrote:I have this problem where I receive a piece of information that interests me and only me and that even if it does happen to interest someone else it's not going to make for interesting conversation anyway, but I know there's going to come a point where there's a lull in conversation and I'm going to say it anyway. And then people will make up excuses for why they need to leave the room.

I do this when I'm drunk at parties. 88% of the time it's either about soccer or elections.

Drunk soccer talk always kills me at parties, too. I feel like apologizing half the time because I know they don't care. However, I do like randomly talking about soccer right after someone gets through talking about something I obviously couldn't possibly care less about.

Interestingly enough people usually love to hear about weather crap when I'm/they're drunk. It's 100 times more fascinating to them, especially if they've been Barry Jive-ing.

Barry Jive wrote:I have this problem where I receive a piece of information that interests me and only me and that even if it does happen to interest someone else it's not going to make for interesting conversation anyway, but I know there's going to come a point where there's a lull in conversation and I'm going to say it anyway. And then people will make up excuses for why they need to leave the room.

that's really int...oh, wouldja look at the time???

I coach ninth grade football at my HS and our varsity coach is a real douche. I had to scout for the varsity and while picking up the camera I saw on an inspirational quote from Genghis Khan of all people written on the whiteboard.

When I returned from my assigned game (OJR kicked the shit out of Boyertown so I left midway through the third) I had to laugh when I saw the score was 69-16 Guests.