my friend sam.

so our boy brian is getting married out in manchester (new hamp). sammy, out of dc, is meeting up. here's a little dialogue...



Sams: Brian is getting amrried this weekend

me: wtf?

hahhahaha

nah dude

you drunk?

his wed is on oct 31

right?

Sams: it is

holy shit

me: hahah

you didn't F up on tix did you?

Sams: yes I did

me: dude....

DOOOODE

so you got a nice weeekend planned in manchester this wknd...

Sams: kill me


Sams: FML

I'm functionally retarded

maybe not functional

me: hahaha

i think you're awesome

Sams: well, I appreciate that

me: hopefully you can just make a phone call and get the dates switched

Sams: no

have to go this weekend

cat is also meeting my parents

who are there


Sams: maybe my brain made them the same date out of convenience

me: yeah, that sounds logical

Sams: right...

me: epic, man

so you going to come out to the wedding too?

you'll get to hear me frack a bit on the piccolo
Sams: ooo

nice

yeah

I'm going to try my hardest

me: word

i'm sure brian will understand either way

Sams: yeah

he knows I'm an EFFING SPACE CADET

mr. showman

"mr. showman, what a prick.
attitude match his wardrobe,
uglier than sin."

mos def

re-blog

i'm sure you've all seen this. props to heavy p, aka not phillin it. anyway, don't bother, google fixed it.