BWHAHA BWHHAHA <pause> BWHAHA. That’s my evil laugh.
I finally corrupted a coworker while in Evanston’s Prairie Moon and introduced her to jaeger bombs. No I’m not a frat boy from Jersey and no I don’t fist pump the air every time I down one. I promise. Fine, I fist pumped just once.
Forgot to post this weekend so here goes. I woke up fresh faced, bright-eyed, and bushy tailed and besides that fact that I should really trim my tail I decided to have a drink instead. With a few AA-swooning ingredients scattered throughout my house, I made a delectable icy concoction. I would have made it to the pool too but my buzz got the best of me.