Alabracadabra and I have found a new game. In order to stave off the shame from our Hugo's fueled antics, we have devised a new coping device. Last night I might have had one too many, left Alabracadabra to the wolves, misfired an unfortunate text message, woke up my roommate at 3somethingam, but at least I...
1. didn't assault a police officer
2. don't have syphilis
3. didn't spend Sunday night watching local cable access shows (crazy people dancing! totally awesome!) and Desperate Housewives. Oh wait, I did.
THANK YOU PABST!
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is that called the "look on the bright side" technique?
I love PBR. It has a blue ribbon for cryin' out loud.
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