http://www.blackmarks.net/2005/09/26/house-party-x2/ "The unread story is not a story; it is little black marks on wood pulp. The reader, reading it, makes it live: a live thing, a story." -- Ursula K. Le Guin -- Writer, Reader, Amateur Interneter, Father and Life Chronicler. Wed, 08 Feb 2012 23:25:27 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 http://www.blackmarks.net/2005/09/26/house-party-x2/#comment-674 Corey Vilhauer Tue, 27 Sep 2005 19:02:43 +0000 http://cdub.driscocity.com/index.php/2005/09/26/house-party-x2/#comment-674 Haha... thank you for your understanding. Haha… thank you for your understanding.

]]> http://www.blackmarks.net/2005/09/26/house-party-x2/#comment-672 eric Tue, 27 Sep 2005 18:36:01 +0000 http://cdub.driscocity.com/index.php/2005/09/26/house-party-x2/#comment-672 i'm also sure that their pasty white skin caused them all to look fuzzy and out of focus in the sun. i guess that would make it hard to tell between one and another. you are hereby forgiven! you were right to pay attention to beer! i’m also sure that their pasty white skin caused them all to look fuzzy and out of focus in the sun. i guess that would make it hard to tell between one and another. you are hereby forgiven! you were right to pay attention to beer!

]]> http://www.blackmarks.net/2005/09/26/house-party-x2/#comment-670 Corey Vilhauer Tue, 27 Sep 2005 17:52:31 +0000 http://cdub.driscocity.com/index.php/2005/09/26/house-party-x2/#comment-670 Unfortunately, I didn't really pay attention to the dorks. I paid more attention to the beers. My bad. Unfortunately, I didn’t really pay attention to the dorks. I paid more attention to the beers. My bad.

]]> http://www.blackmarks.net/2005/09/26/house-party-x2/#comment-665 eric Tue, 27 Sep 2005 12:49:41 +0000 http://cdub.driscocity.com/index.php/2005/09/26/house-party-x2/#comment-665 or blood in the mouth from a drunken round of "hey, guy i don't know, you're big and stupid" corey, please criticize the dorks at the ren fest. i think you've earned it. i waited all weekend to read about dorks, and...nothing. please? or blood in the mouth from a drunken round of “hey, guy i don’t know, you’re big and stupid”
corey, please criticize the dorks at the ren fest. i think you’ve earned it. i waited all weekend to read about dorks, and…nothing.
please?

]]> http://www.blackmarks.net/2005/09/26/house-party-x2/#comment-657 Corey Vilhauer Tue, 27 Sep 2005 04:04:50 +0000 http://cdub.driscocity.com/index.php/2005/09/26/house-party-x2/#comment-657 Haha... the blood in the mouth from Gary's pizza. That's similar to the blood in the mouth from a drunken bowl of Cap'n Crunch. Haha… the blood in the mouth from Gary’s pizza. That’s similar to the blood in the mouth from a drunken bowl of Cap’n Crunch.

]]> http://www.blackmarks.net/2005/09/26/house-party-x2/#comment-656 wick Mon, 26 Sep 2005 23:54:22 +0000 http://cdub.driscocity.com/index.php/2005/09/26/house-party-x2/#comment-656 I would like to go to another house party. As a typical freshmen that's what I did on the weekends, and on the days in between the weekends. $5 for some crappy beer, the possibilities of getting caught under 21, trying to get with a girl, and then eventually jumping off a second story deck to run from the police/security. I become the ass of the party. That is I'm the shy guy who with drink number 5 gets a little rowdy yelling "play some chili peppers you bastard" to some tiny girl messing with the cd player. It ends in good fun when you wake in the morning with blood in your mouth because you ate the Gary's pizza as soon as the pizza delivery man hit his brakes; burning the top of your mouth. Those days were great.... man i was a dumbass. I would like to go to another house party. As a typical freshmen that’s what I did on the weekends, and on the days in between the weekends. $5 for some crappy beer, the possibilities of getting caught under 21, trying to get with a girl, and then eventually jumping off a second story deck to run from the police/security. I become the ass of the party. That is I’m the shy guy who with drink number 5 gets a little rowdy yelling “play some chili peppers you bastard” to some tiny girl messing with the cd player. It ends in good fun when you wake in the morning with blood in your mouth because you ate the Gary’s pizza as soon as the pizza delivery man hit his brakes; burning the top of your mouth. Those days were great…. man i was a dumbass.

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