My brother (who may or may not be an asshole, depending on who you ask) is traveling the world for a year without me.
As half of our workdays consisted of e-mailing each other random things, we needed a new (and public) venue for that to continue.
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Recepticon.
"'Somebody threw a beer bottle at me, I heard,' [Burleson] said.
At least it wasn't full.
'No,' Burleson said. 'If it was full, I might have chugged it.'"
I'm giving this a "rampant alcoholism" tag for the fun of it.
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