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Posted: 05.25.2002
You miss too much these days if you stop to think

I ate too much. Drank too much. And he's the one that gets to come home and pass out. Figures. We had a wonderful time -- hopefully Stacy and Dan will be putting up photos that will embarrass me for all time soon.

Note to self: No matter how much the Goldschlager says so, Roosevelt was not, in fact, a founding father. Either of them. I'm pretty sure that OU wants my History degree back now...



Hey boy take a look at me...let me dirty up your mind...



Can you kindly point me in the direction of the Goldschlager? That stuff is so good!

¤ ¤ credit: michael | 05.25.02 at 11:15 AM | link--this ¤ ¤

I introduced a date to Goldschlager once, and after two shots she couldn't walk without help. That wasn't the effect I was after.

You Gulf Coast Bloggers know how to party.

¤ ¤ credit: wKen | 05.25.02 at 11:38 AM | link--this ¤ ¤

Looks like...

See no evil, smell no evil, taste no evil.

glad you had fun!

¤ ¤ credit: Amanda | 05.25.02 at 05:18 PM | link--this ¤ ¤

Amanda, that's hilarious! Think I'll have t-shirts made up...

¤ ¤ credit: Sekimori | 05.26.02 at 12:22 AM | link--this ¤ ¤

What does the Golds taste like? I know it's cinnamon schnapps or something of the sort. Yeah, I don't get out much.

¤ ¤ credit: meryl | 05.26.02 at 11:07 AM | link--this ¤ ¤




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