Rogue_Alphonse

that's why I just fix my own

No, but I had gotten a pair wet and ran them over. I guess when I got in my car to go to lunch they fell out (white earbuds + white interior + hurrying in the rain = whoops) and when I cam eback and parked and got out I founf them on the ground wet and scratched up from the pavement. They still work 4 years later

This is my first one not single. Also this is the first year since 2008 that I don't have multiple valentines from the boards

Nah Mochi does though

I'm definitely not going cheap but I'm not gonna get something too outrageous just incase I end up wasting my money

With anger? Let's hope the times have changed.

Well as much as I like Tanqueray, I'll have actual mixed drinks rather than shots. Also I probably won't buy Tanqueray

WAIT. YOU'RE SO GAY YOU MOVED TO A BRUNCH AREA?!

Not tonight lol trust me I'll probably make a thread about it when it happens

I'll be in Tinychat if you guys ever come around lol

Two things: It's not Brunch if it's 8am' YOU FUCKING EAT BRUNCH I KNEW YOU WERE GAY

My bf is gonna call me when he wakes up... or it'll probably end up him giving me a wake-up call...

Gin has been the only boze I refuse to drink. But fuck it it's been 11 years why not try again?

Bob Evans > Wafflehop

It's too cold for me to go outside so I'm safe on that

The next night I am alone and have nothing going on the next day, I am gonna buy a 5th of gin and see how it goes. I stopped drinking it when I was 16 because it brought out some serious anger every time I got drunk off of it. I have had a shot or two here and there over the past 11 years, but very very rarely. I'll probably have some beers as well, considering I hate just drinking one kind of booze because that's fucking boring. I'm thinking Friday or Saturday night... I have to see how my week plays out.

I already know what pink socks are

Got a work order for a water stain on the living room ceiling of an older lady's apartment. I knew there was absolutely no plumbing there, and the ceiling of her place was concrete slabs separating her place from the apartment above. I ring the doorbell for the apartment upstairs, no answer so I go in and of course yell, "Maintenance!". No answer. I did notice that there was about a week's worth of mail on the floor (The doors had mailbox slots). So I go in and walk up the stairs and as soon as I was eye level with the floor, the heat wave and stench hit me. I continued on up and sure enough, the resident was dead in his chair, his apartment was about 80 degrees so he was partially bloated, and his blood was seeping down between the concrete slabs of his floor... hand hanging above the dropped gun.

I painted and did electrical work But the weird part of my day was, a long-time family friend of Kevin's was in my area and stopped by for a beer.

ALWAYS

I do

I was 15-16 when I was drinking it... coulda changed in 11 years but who knows. I've had a shot or two here and there and was okay but I just drink everything else.

I dunno... that was a preeeetty furry comment