Monday, June 12, 2006
ode to mw:ky II 
Men's Weekend: Ky II: You Ruined Everything has come to a close. I'm exhausted.
The weekend started at Fort Bachelor around 4:30 when JC rolled into my neighborhood a mere seven minutes before BP, officially winning the MW:KY Cannonball Run.
He was so happy...
BP called in to see if JC was there yet. I lied and said he wasn't. He was a little disapointed minutes later when he rolled in.
Kup, P.Dirty, and Mr.C arrived next. After they got there we all headed to Shamrocks.
Vlad showed up.
So did Sam.
And BP met The Colonel for the first time.
Kup and I played darts.
So did The Colonel and No Nickname Fred. The Colonel like to put a little English on it.
We did some other stuff too.
Our waitress called us "bitches" all night. She also said JC and Kup were "pretty" and would make beautiful girls. She also called James Blackanese. She had a thing for him, I think.
And for Sam.
She saw the Colonel taking pictures and accused him of being gay. So The Colonel did an impression of her outfit.
There was a little bit of drama thanks to this girl. But Vlad took care of it.
From there on out, it was good times:
We all made it home safely that night and dreamed about friendship.
The next day we lounged around Fort Bachelor and watched pretty much the entire second season of The Office, thanks to JC Samsonite and his iTunes collection. Dirty made us a fabulous breakfast of chicken and waffles. He's gonna make somebody a great wife one day. That night we went to Pazzo's for dinner then sauntered over to Kitty's for a bit. We had PBR's. The Bottles smelled like ass for some reason. JC confirmed that for us, as he's the expert:
When we got home we had some Whitecastle.
Kup locked BP in the bathroom.
And we caught a mouse.
The next day we went to Reverb at St. Awesome's and there was a cookout. We played a game called Ladder Golf for hours. It's the most awesome game ever, but we renamed it Bolo Ball. From there we went to Best Buy and screwed around, then back to Fort Bachelor to play God of War and ransack each other's computers.
Around 7:00 we headed back out to St. Awesome's to play a little Wiffle Ball Home Run Derby. For some reason, we only took one picture.
After Wiffle Ball it was off to Buffalo Wild Wings and then home to bed.
It was a ridonkulous weekend and I'm completely exhausted now. Thanks to everyone who participated at one point or another: BP, JC Samsonite, P.Dirty, Kup, Vlad, Mr.C, The Colonel, No Nickname Fred, Sam, Adsprad, GG, and Matt.
That's what she said.
file under: jerks i know
MY BITCHINESS HAS FINALLY RUBBED OFF ON FREDDY....I'M SO PROUD OF MY HUSBAND
ET
It was bound to happen...
It was a pleasure, I'm sure, for all of you to be around me this weekend. I'm glad you had the opportunity to see how cool, funny, and ungodly handsome I really am. I know you look forward to seeing me again in the future.
I ruined nothing!
Colonel...you didn't even ruin my appetite when you lifted up your shirt to impersonate the waitress.
This past weekend was dinkin' flicka! It was great meeting those I didn't know, and seeing everyone from last year. I eagerly await MWK3.
Oh...remember this...I am prettier than all of you.
I really had a good time. sorry that i couldn't stay longer. hopefully we make some plans for MEN GOING WILD and see what happen and please DON'T RUINED....
VLAD.
Normally I would feel really uncomfortable with comments like that, but for some strange reason, I'm blushing....in a manly non-homosexual kind of way of course.
Here are my requirements to play on the wiffle ball team...
1) My own private jet to get me back and forth on game nights.
2) Intro music everytime I step up to the plate. I would like the song, "I'm so pretty".
3) I don't pitch or play defense.
PS...I am not down with BGW.
I just realized that the stuff those snap pops were packaged in looks like a bag of pot on the table in that White Castle picture. I should probably post a disclaimer.
Obviously you've never owned a bag of pot...b/c if you ever purchase white weed, you should kick the dealer you bought it from in the joint!
Get it, ha ha ha ahhhhhhh.
To me the snap pops look like hits of acid...at least thats what it looks like when I've seen it on TV and movies.
I'm gonna kick you in your joint.
I've come to the realization that I won't be able to have a White Castle slider fresh from the burner. The local grocery store has them in the frozen food section. It's just not the same. Tear.
I can't believe they don't have White Castle near you. That's f'd up.
It really is unamerican. We also don't have a Sonic. Do you have Sonic over there?
We have Sonics coming out our wazoos.
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The weekend started at Fort Bachelor around 4:30 when JC rolled into my neighborhood a mere seven minutes before BP, officially winning the MW:KY Cannonball Run.
He was so happy...
BP called in to see if JC was there yet. I lied and said he wasn't. He was a little disapointed minutes later when he rolled in.
Kup, P.Dirty, and Mr.C arrived next. After they got there we all headed to Shamrocks.
Vlad showed up.
So did Sam.
And BP met The Colonel for the first time.
Kup and I played darts.
So did The Colonel and No Nickname Fred. The Colonel like to put a little English on it.
We did some other stuff too.
Our waitress called us "bitches" all night. She also said JC and Kup were "pretty" and would make beautiful girls. She also called James Blackanese. She had a thing for him, I think.
And for Sam.
She saw the Colonel taking pictures and accused him of being gay. So The Colonel did an impression of her outfit.
There was a little bit of drama thanks to this girl. But Vlad took care of it.
From there on out, it was good times:
We all made it home safely that night and dreamed about friendship.
The next day we lounged around Fort Bachelor and watched pretty much the entire second season of The Office, thanks to JC Samsonite and his iTunes collection. Dirty made us a fabulous breakfast of chicken and waffles. He's gonna make somebody a great wife one day. That night we went to Pazzo's for dinner then sauntered over to Kitty's for a bit. We had PBR's. The Bottles smelled like ass for some reason. JC confirmed that for us, as he's the expert:
When we got home we had some Whitecastle.
Kup locked BP in the bathroom.
And we caught a mouse.
The next day we went to Reverb at St. Awesome's and there was a cookout. We played a game called Ladder Golf for hours. It's the most awesome game ever, but we renamed it Bolo Ball. From there we went to Best Buy and screwed around, then back to Fort Bachelor to play God of War and ransack each other's computers.
Around 7:00 we headed back out to St. Awesome's to play a little Wiffle Ball Home Run Derby. For some reason, we only took one picture.
After Wiffle Ball it was off to Buffalo Wild Wings and then home to bed.
It was a ridonkulous weekend and I'm completely exhausted now. Thanks to everyone who participated at one point or another: BP, JC Samsonite, P.Dirty, Kup, Vlad, Mr.C, The Colonel, No Nickname Fred, Sam, Adsprad, GG, and Matt.
That's what she said.
file under: jerks i know
MY BITCHINESS HAS FINALLY RUBBED OFF ON FREDDY....I'M SO PROUD OF MY HUSBAND
ET
It was bound to happen...
It was a pleasure, I'm sure, for all of you to be around me this weekend. I'm glad you had the opportunity to see how cool, funny, and ungodly handsome I really am. I know you look forward to seeing me again in the future.
I ruined nothing!
Colonel...you didn't even ruin my appetite when you lifted up your shirt to impersonate the waitress.
This past weekend was dinkin' flicka! It was great meeting those I didn't know, and seeing everyone from last year. I eagerly await MWK3.
Oh...remember this...I am prettier than all of you.
I really had a good time. sorry that i couldn't stay longer. hopefully we make some plans for MEN GOING WILD and see what happen and please DON'T RUINED....
VLAD.
Normally I would feel really uncomfortable with comments like that, but for some strange reason, I'm blushing....in a manly non-homosexual kind of way of course.
Here are my requirements to play on the wiffle ball team...
1) My own private jet to get me back and forth on game nights.
2) Intro music everytime I step up to the plate. I would like the song, "I'm so pretty".
3) I don't pitch or play defense.
PS...I am not down with BGW.
I just realized that the stuff those snap pops were packaged in looks like a bag of pot on the table in that White Castle picture. I should probably post a disclaimer.
Obviously you've never owned a bag of pot...b/c if you ever purchase white weed, you should kick the dealer you bought it from in the joint!
Get it, ha ha ha ahhhhhhh.
To me the snap pops look like hits of acid...at least thats what it looks like when I've seen it on TV and movies.
I'm gonna kick you in your joint.
I've come to the realization that I won't be able to have a White Castle slider fresh from the burner. The local grocery store has them in the frozen food section. It's just not the same. Tear.
I can't believe they don't have White Castle near you. That's f'd up.
It really is unamerican. We also don't have a Sonic. Do you have Sonic over there?
We have Sonics coming out our wazoos.
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