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it's a tornado. mom, it's a huge tornado.

Who wants a mustache ride?

To follow up Martin's post, I now own a copy of Super Troopers on DVD due to the Vermont trip, and it was used this weekend to play the mustache game... but with the following additions:

Take a drink whenever...

Anyone calls Rabbit "Rookie" or "Rook"
Weed is shown on screen
Anyone says "Johnny Chimpo" "Galakonokis" "Spurbury Police" or "Meow"

Take two drinks (we played with shots of beer) whenever...

A punch is thrown
Farva drinks a beer

Waterfall during...

The syrup chugging scene

Careful though, I don't remember much about the rest of the night.


EDIT: Also, if you haven't seen this already, do yourself a favor and stick around for the last minute.

too good to be true

one night
two movies
three mustaches
great success

stumbled across these gems from the summer of 2006 when i lived with brian and kerger in chicago.

...because it's Friday night...

...and Brad's post has been there for awhile.




I think this is the original.

Rome... The city that slaughters livers... also the Eternal City

I was recently introduced to this phenomenal piece of literature that pretty much sums up my life right now. I wish I could take credit for the authorship, but I must give credit where credit is due, so thank you PJ O'Rourke:

Now, if you drink a lot, and I do, it's hard to date the exact nascence of a bender. When is it that ordinary heavy drinking leaves off and a true bust, a tear, a bat, a jag begins? There's drinking in the morning... that's one sign, of course. Unless it's beer: there's nothing more delicious with sausages and eggs than beer. And a medicinal shot or two doesn't count. And if it's getting on to eleven o'clock... and in those days I was never awake before... it's nearly lunchtime, and you can hardly say you're launched on a hoolihan with a drink or three before midday meal. Then there's the shakes and a bleary thirst, but those signify alchoholism, which is but the sickly repetitious cousin of a real rampaging toot. No, I think, at least with me, I'm on a bender when I start carrying a drink, a real drink with ice cubes in a cocktail glass, with me wherever I go: to the grocery store, for instance, or the the bank, or into the shower, which is a better place than you might think, if you pour your Scotch strong and with plenty of ice. A little warm water never hurt a good blend like Chivas or Dewar's, but a single malt should only be had on the toilet or at the sink.

Never gonna give you up.

Thank Heavens!

So You Want To Be An Architect

This Kid is the Best

If you don't know who Ron Washington is, do yourself a favor and Google his picture and compare.

This kid gets my high five for best and most random costume.

Edit: Also do yourself a favor and go to this link for other Halloween Costume items. Good gracious...just when you thought going as a "sexy cheerleader" was a good enough costume.

http://www.freefantasyfootballpicks.com/2010/10/40-fabulous-photos-of-cheerleaders-in.html

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