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| Sadly, that's 22$ worth of beer right there... |
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| Get it brah! |
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| Beauty! |
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| It's Youppi! There he is! |
I went to the Habs pre-season home-opener last night with Mr.Vatek. The Habs got whipped 6-3 by Dallas, but it was still fun. What could be funner than 11$ beer and hot-dog cannons? We drank whiskey before the game, and that too was fun. Right?
I've been busy. Busy planning, that is. Plotting, scheming, conspiring, all that. When September ends, so does nothing. Nothing ends. Wait, that sounds wrong. Nothingness ends. No, that's not it either. Doing nothing ends. Better. Nothing is good too, though. But too much nothing leads to more nothing. I'm confused/confusing. Futtock. Only one.
Holy crap, last year at this time I was somewhere in Cambodia with Cobain, most likely giggling like a ninny.
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