A new entrant to the TBC
09.28.2007
The t-bomb club (TBC) is possibly not the best idea we ever came up with. 8 t-bombs in 2 hours is…well…dumb. They should license that amount of 151. It is a lot of fun though. Molly (pictured here on the right) lobbied hard to get a different level in the club for the lighter, smaller of us (a mere 6 instead of 8). She then ignored the new rules and went for a full blown club. No one said it made any sense. We now have our first lady, queen of the TBC.
she must have felt great the next morning.
I’ll have to find that out today, stay posted…
Molly’s funeral will be held at Desert Springs Memorial Cemetary on Wednesday morning.
Look, Molly wasn’t the only one killing brain cells this weekend, it’ll take a while to re-route my neural pathways around the new dead spots
I got a new nickname this weekend, Bucket, so you don’t have to tell me about rewiring my neural pathways.
I have a huge bit mark on each one of my tricepts. I wasn’t drunk but the nibblers were (I wasn’t even related them either).
Wow Matt did you fall asleep while writing that?
Is it like a moon phase or what?
It is this stupid fucking keyboard, I am not even sure thay make these split keyboards any more.
I’ll “stay tuned” if you “keep me posted”.
I don’t think you can blame my keyboard for leaving out entire words and yes they make split keyboards, they just don’t make them with the attached mouse anymore as far as I can find anyway.
Shouldn’t that tell you something. Maybe time for a real mouse, like Todd with a printer, me with a job and Adam with some dignity.
If Adam is okay without dignity then I am okay without a “real” mouse
Maybe if Matt had a little less dignity, he’d have a little more job.
oh snap!
That’s manduh’s keyboard with the famously sensitive trackpad, yes?
I love our disfunctional “family”
Twist the knife buddy.