So I was getting my PHS packet for the Police Academy ready, so I could drop it off today a day early thinking all this time it was due tomorrow...the 8th. When in fact it was due on the 3rd. :madr:

Went into the police department today stated that I totally thought it was due tomorrow and if they would still take the packet. The lady at the front took it, but now it is up to the discretion of the background unit. Apparently my fiance's co-workers partner is good friends with a background investigator so maybe a good word or two will help

 

Nahlins fa sho. Pick us up pimpin!

 

I be busy with work, but i can hang out with you guys for a night, take you guys out to eat and drink

what you guys doing down here for a whole week, not much to see in New Orleans

 

beer, short fat cup, ice cube tray, and a quarter

line up tray with the cup at the far end, bounce quarter into tray/cup, left side give, right side take, counting up from the front of the tray take/give that number of drinks
last/farthest row on tray is "moose", last person at the table, shooter included, to throw hands up to head and say moose has to drink cup full of beer
if you make it in the cup you can give it to anyone at the table

we used to do all kinds of crazy shit, if the quarter gets stuck on top of the tray its make a rule
you can save up cup throws and if you hit 3 in a row you can make someone pound a beer
best rule ever was you can only bow out on your turn, and if you leave the table all drinks go to you
people would take a piss and come back to pound 2 beers, and we inforced our shit back then

im surprised im still alive sometimes :wiggle:

its been a few years for me, i did some keg stands recently and it brought back fond memories, or at least i think it did

moose was our house game in undergrad, we would sit down with 8-10 guys and around 100 beers, play till they were gone, then go look for girls at the party, there werent ever very many, wonder why h:

 

A long time friend and family, kinda like my second set of parents. They own a shitload of land and want us to come reek havoc for a few. I already bought my overalls and working on my farmers tan.

 

good shit, holla!

 

spanks and i are in discussion

may be a roadtrip to redneck land soon :rick:

 

In. Hungover. God damn thursday nights. $1 shots of wild turkey and jameson really whooped my ass. Had to go into work for a couple hours to finish up a photoshoot. Now i'm chillin and trying to recover before I have to work again. It's shitty as shit out, all mopey and rainy.

However, I met this incredibly cute girl at the bar... she's fucking awesome. We're gonna kick it tonight after work. My only motivation for going out last night was that I thought I was going to meet a girl... just had that feeling. Shit's been looking up.

She had to work at 8AM this morning, so she had to leave around midnight... She sends me a text when she gets home "damn, I wish I would have taken you home. oh well, tomorrow though."

 

:bowdown:

scott tha bot wins round 1

 

You know the fucking rules :squint: