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what are you getting into this weekend???

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Been a while since we've used this thread.

What are you boyz and gals getting into this weekend?

We gotta run out for a case, a new bra, some dinner, and who knows what the hell else.
Other then that, probably just the same shit we do every weekend.
work, drink, shoot pool etc.

You work at home...forget the bra...buy an extra few cocktails instead.
 
IAG
rent some movies and take care of some business...
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LOL. Maybe so :)



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It's mah birfday weekend so I expect Mr. Nina to pamper and spoil me.
*nods*
Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo As he should....What day is it again? I think I saw it on FB but can't remember. I'll check again . :chickendance:


Edit. Sunday!!!!! I'll tell you then too but Happy Birthday Nina! Actually I like to celebrate birth WEEK so try to get Mr Nina on the birth week program. Have him watch SATC movie with you. You will love it!
 
test. keep trying to reply in valorem's thread and can't..


I keep trying to respond there and it asks me if I am sure on what to leave the page...and then tells me something quickreply not supported.....frustrating. I would like to discuss.
 
Drinkin out the bottle just slammed roughly 5 shots Pinny #pukingmonkeynotthistimeisgoal
Miller Lite

Probably cruise down here tomorrow
#chill
#cashonly

Will do the season 1 finale of Ray Donovan, great show you should watch unless you're an idiot and you don't enjoy non idiotic things
Will watch Enough Said #ripgandolfini
Closed Circuit (looks bad)
Bad Country (looks worse)
The Great Gatsby (Cami pick pleading the 5th)


Work

Other bar Sunday probably

#:mrquincy:
 
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I really enjoy the wonderbar. It's never crowded and the few people that do hang there are really nice and very very welcoming. They will involve you in their conversations even if they don't know you. That is very rare to find in these parts. It's a small place, part of their house, but I like that. The women's bathroom was really nice, all painted a rose pink and flowers and pictures and everything.

It's actually about half way between our house and Altoona if you go the back rout. They do serve food which we have not tried. They also have a jukebox, a little cast iron fire place, you know, the kind that heats up a room but kinda looks like an old oven? I'm not sure what the exact name of that type of heating is called. Anyhow, they also have a couple of those slot machines that if you win it gives you tickets that you can cash in, we haven't played those either, maybe we will this weekend.

Just a really nice little place with really nice people.

I look forward to sleeping in tomorrow, it's been a very busy and long week, I picked up a couple deals and had an old one come back. Hope everyone else has a wonderful weekend.

What's everyone else doing this weekend?

Matty?
House?
RogRog?
Kato?
Pucky?
Anyone?
 
Tomorrow, watching the 12:30pm Habs game at the pub with the wife, JL & poster Fiveteamer. Then watching babay while the woman gets a fancy haircut or some shit.

On Sunday, driving the wife to some bridal shower party in some bumfuck town.

I've become a glorified cab driver.

Life could be worse.
 
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Tomorrow, watching the 12:30pm Habs game at the pub with the wife, JL & poster Fiveteamer. Then watching babay while the woman gets a fancy haircut or some shit.

On Sunday, driving the wife to some bridal shower party in some bumfuck town.

I've become a glorified cab driver.

Life could be worse.

:clap: take picture of boy watching game. Does the boy get along with Fiveteamer?