Ok, quick rundown on me: baseball, beers, some good grubbing in the form of pizza / wings / burritos, that's a perfect evening. I'm a Twitter / Facebook obsessive, I drive way too fast and I love to have a good time and not stress about anything. Life's just too short for that nonsense, especially when there's good times to be had.
You can catch my sweet sounds on The Brew Saturdays and Sundays from 3p-9p and whenever someone calls out hungover!
What a classy affair the wedding I went to over the weekend was! Great place, great food, and oh look what I found on the floor after!
My theory is that some lady (who has very nice taste in underwear) removed her knickers and told the gentleman with her to meet her in the room in about 5 minutes and be ready for an enjoyable evening. Said gentleman got so excited that he dropped the evidence and ran as fast as his little legs could take him to the suite. Good for them!
I also know what you're thinking: gross. Well I was quite intoxicated and didn't care, plus I grabbed them by the sides so I'm ok. More the booze though.