tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4217567241723465318.post2468362155143279559..comments2023-12-27T20:44:05.641-05:00Comments on Sorry I Missed Your Party: Best Pinic EVERPartyPoopedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06934418936140960204noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4217567241723465318.post-46568059159194388512008-12-18T15:17:00.000-05:002008-12-18T15:17:00.000-05:00It could always be worse. She could be laying ther...It could always be worse. She could be laying there in a pool of her own sick.The Honorable Mayor of Bethvillehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07484609961904660186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4217567241723465318.post-64638847701131397812008-12-12T20:20:00.000-05:002008-12-12T20:20:00.000-05:00AND they were drinking Molson's Canadian, sweet! M...AND they were drinking Molson's Canadian, sweet! My dad made sure we had some of that on hand for my wedding.Meganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15129377434000711589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4217567241723465318.post-16231995364303181902008-12-06T10:37:00.000-05:002008-12-06T10:37:00.000-05:00LOVE YOUR STORY hahahaLOVE YOUR STORY hahahaspectacular viewshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07412627965620966525noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4217567241723465318.post-6388935791634576082008-12-04T09:50:00.000-05:002008-12-04T09:50:00.000-05:00you're such a good writer!you're such a good writer!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4217567241723465318.post-35373838413078448612008-12-03T21:21:00.000-05:002008-12-03T21:21:00.000-05:00At the risk of being too cliche, this title should...At the risk of being too cliche, this title should really be:<BR/>Best. Picnic. Ever.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4217567241723465318.post-17049254202989201362008-12-03T20:34:00.000-05:002008-12-03T20:34:00.000-05:00Juxtapositions of that kind have been the fodder f...Juxtapositions of that kind have been the fodder for innumerable coming of age, as well as I'll never grow up no matter how hard I try, novels. It seems tales of this sort could bear an apt title along the lines of, "The moment I realized I was doomed"...or not. <BR/><BR/>Anyway, this one stands out with some difference for me. I could see Holden/Jack/Buk smarting at the sun when waking up, thinking of the fat momma that groped him the night before (that phony bitch), and seeing the bratty kid who used to play ball as something forever lost to himself. Still funny, but cool. Yeah...whatever.Chumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01227366578006068441noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4217567241723465318.post-24240028251895862432008-12-03T14:16:00.000-05:002008-12-03T14:16:00.000-05:00that is one incredible prom nighttale!that is one incredible prom night<BR/>tale!Dead Ass!https://www.blogger.com/profile/03505014204413068423noreply@blogger.com