I hate to break my strain of not posting, but the douche of the day will be me if I miss my flight. It’s time to get away from this 90 degree bullshit and feel what a real fall is all about. Drinks. Tonight. You. Me. Chicago.
I hate to break my strain of not posting, but the douche of the day will be me if I miss my flight. It’s time to get away from this 90 degree bullshit and feel what a real fall is all about. Drinks. Tonight. You. Me. Chicago.
This post was written by Adam Witt This entry was posted on Friday, November 16th, 2007 at 8:22 am. It is filed under Schadenfreude.
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