Donkey Kong doesn’t even know the scope of how on it is.

First off, sorry for laying the heavy post on you yesterday. I needed to get it out of my system before it ate me alive. Now, on to more pressing issues…

Okay, I will be MIA all next week because my calender is stacked full of insanity. I have like 3 dinners to go to, girl I have been seeing is leaving, a wake, a funeral, road trip to my house, a job interview to rock out and a Happy Hour to crash; hosted by the ever sexy Lexa and LiLu an the awesome Restaurant Refugee. Don’t forget to tip your servers!

Hosted By Lexa, LiLu, and Restaurant Refugee

Hosted By Lexa, LiLu, and Restaurant Refugee

So, if you want to catch up and chat with or hell even meet with, yours truly, come on by. I will be reprezentin in full effect that night. Hell, we may even do some puma hunting. So, come by and lose your face! Don’t worry, you can aways plead da 1, 2, 3, 4,  FIF!!!

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9 responses to “Donkey Kong doesn’t even know the scope of how on it is.

  1. Oh, you bloggies and your awesome misadventures! Have fun! I’m finally getting my ass in gear and trying to post something, but everything comes out either emo or drunk.

    Also, don’t worry about getting heavy. Everyone needs to now and then. In the infamous words of Marge Simpson’s cat poster, “Hang In There, Baby”. ❤

  2. k8

    Have you READ my blog? I think every 10th post is entertaining. The rest is woe to the world. You are entitled, man!

    And I am pretty certain that you and Lexa should come visit me in South Dakota.

  3. Woot woot! I am so stoked. One bear hug awaits you!

  4. Ever since I read LiLu’s story about sharting herself, I wanted to party with you guys.

    Except they won’t let Canadians into DC for some reason. Something about terrorism via back bacon or something.

  5. Marie

    I wish I was going to the HH! It would have been great to meet you! Another time perhaps.

  6. Matt

    I wish I lived on the East Coast.

  7. Awww, I wish I could go. One day I’ll meet all you East Coast bloggers. *sigh* One day . . .

  8. I was there for the first hour. Where were you?

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