Dad: "What time does the drinking start?"
Me: "As soon as I get back from the liquor store as I seem to be having a bit of a supply issue."
Dad: "Hurry back."
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November
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- Gee, Thanks!!!!!
- Goodbye, Cruel World.....
- Not Very Christmas-y
- The Performing Mustache of Doom
- Note to Self
- The All Clear
- Black Friday
- It's Four o' Clock Somewhere
- That Gorby.........
- Meet Gorby
- Gratitude
- Murphy? F-Off.
- Grave Miscalculation
- Overheard........
- Mr. Toad's Wild Ride
- Rise and Shine
- Oh Boy.
- Deer Dating and Brazen Hussies
- Drinking Code of Conduct: Revised Edition
- Grrrr.......
- You are KIDDING, Right?
- Oh, It's On.......
- Another One Bites the Dust
- Beehive State
- Notes to Self in Preparation For Parental Visit
- Dude......
- That's Just Not Right
- I Don't Really Care That Your Child is An Honor St...
- Palomino
- That Tiny Car is Stupid
- You Be in the WRONG Bidness, Beyotch
- Gobble Gobble
- Formerly Fabulous
- Um, I Don't Think That's Food
- The Damn Ham
- Pumpkin Smashers and Ass Slapping
- Has anybody else noticed that as we have grown old...
- Grocery Shopping Tutorial
- Bearskin Ug(h)
- Par-TAY-Association
- Hug and GO, Mother $%&*er
- Skin to Win
- Opening Day
- That Thing is Fake as Hell
- Excuse Me?
- Shit.
- Gifted and Talented
- Thursday
- The Benjamin Army
- PMS
- Recycling Day
- John Gosselin
- Un-Friending
- Testing.....Testing......
- Follow Me, Grasshoppers........
- Now, Monday's On the Other Hand.......
- Sunday's Suck
- Not Raised in a Barn
- Mollie Mayhem
- Jobs are For Squares
- Seriously?
- Death, Dogs and Tubesocks
- Hey, I Actually HAVE a Deep Thought
- Meatball Shots and Other Stuff
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