I Hope They Remember The Donkey
Tonight is my bachelor party. Or as my friend Mike said, "I don't want to see you sober for the next 36 hours."
If you hear a quiet sobbing coming from the direction of Atlantic City, that would be my liver.
Tonight is my bachelor party. Or as my friend Mike said, "I don't want to see you sober for the next 36 hours."
If you hear a quiet sobbing coming from the direction of Atlantic City, that would be my liver.
posted by Jason Pinter at
9:14 AM
5 Comments:
awesome. awesome.
Hope you had a great time, Jason!
Congratulations. Make sure you do at least a few inappropriate things during your waning bachelor hours.
Hmmm, is this why you have no current blog up here or at MJ's site?
36 hours has passed.
What happens in a batchelor party, stays in a batchelor party, mostly because no one can actually remember what happened in the first place.
Happy drinking, puking, passing-out-ing
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