Don't come home until u is sobern! (NC Thread)

[kerowo]

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Its looks even better because your wife obviously refuses to iron it.

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Super nit.

[Gib]

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let t-shirtwars begin

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Here's a couple of more entries:

I has Hustler shirt as seen in the pic below:


And another previously posted:



more tshirts, gogogogogogo

[00Snitch]

ahhhhhhh. such a beautiful place. i'll be at crown in late jan if anyone is around. [img]/images/graemlins/grin.gif[/img]

[bennyhana]

my oldest tee.

[nomadtla]

Brag: My fathers neighbor gave me a bottle of 1994 Samuel Adams Triple Bock just for the hell of it.

Beat: It's worth more in the bottle and suposedly gets better with age so I don't really want to open it.

Variance: Looked on some beer discussion forums and it's either a great hit or serious miss with connoisseurs.

Thoughts? Personal experience with this beer? Bastard?

[KingOtter]

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[x] This American has actually played cricket

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I have, too, but the lingo is another thing entirely.

[Bona]

Entry for seniors bracket, hokey division

[bennyhana]

bona, how old are you?

[Harv72b]

Hope everyone had a happy Thanksgiving. Among the highlights from my trek to my sister's house in Northern Virginia (about a 70 min drive)...

-My mother asking three different times if I needed to borrow money.
-My sister's boyfriend's mother's boyfriend (confusing enough?) talking to me at great length about smoking pot, with my mother sitting next to us on the couch.
-Some jackass hitting my parked car outside (variance: no damage).
-Suffering through the first half of the Cowboys-Jets game with a drunk Jets fan in the room.
-My parents bringing me back (drum roll please) a bag of camoflage-wrappered hershey's kisses from their NYC trip. I'm 35, by the way.
-Pretending to like dark beer, because my sister specifically told her bf to pick up something "exotic" for me (I'm not a big miller lite fan).
-Driving 70 miles back home, at night, in holiday traffic, while simultaneously feeling stuffed and exhausted (effin triptophan).
-Getting home, smoking with the roommate, popping open some poker tables, and suffering through three absolutely godawful beats in a row at the hands of the same player. I won't bore you with all 3, but the first involved him calling 3 cold with Ks7s, calling a bet on an AdJd5c flop, calling another after the Qd fell on the turn, and then actually checking to me on a Th river (I checked through my set of aces).

On the other hand, dinner was good & hershey's kisses totally do rock when you're high. Happy Thanksgiving! [img]/images/graemlins/smile.gif[/img]

[marchron]

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-Driving 70 miles back home, at night, in holiday traffic, while simultaneously feeling stuffed and exhausted (effin triptophan).

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I'm going to be a nit about this. It's not the tryptophan, it's the pie. I'm on Atkins and ate 47 pounds of turkey yesterday, and not only did I not crash on a relative's couch during the 3rd quarter of pick-your-football-game-here, I actually lost weight from yesterday at this time to today.

And people wonder why I'm on this diet. [img]/images/graemlins/smile.gif[/img]