I got the keys to the roof bitch. Come BBQ on the top of my friend's building downtown across from REI. I'm housesitting. Friday and probably Saturday too. Bring some brewdoggs yo. STFU.
This party sounds mega nifty! I hear we're going to make fire, and I've never gotten in trouble with the cops before. Except that one time when I got a parking ticket, but that was Joel's fault and I contested it.
I hope you have other open channels of communication to the outside world, because as I see it, you have only invited patrick and myself. and maybe brooke.
Alright LOLWTFROFLMAOBBQ II: The Revenge happens tonight. Come back over if ya wanna. Kababs, bacon wrapped shrimp and mojitos. Oh and roof if it's not raining.
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This party sounds mega nifty! I hear we're going to make fire, and I've never gotten in trouble with the cops before. Except that one time when I got a parking ticket, but that was Joel's fault and I contested it.
ReplyDeleteI hope you have other open channels of communication to the outside world, because as I see it, you have only invited patrick and myself. and maybe brooke.
ReplyDeleteHop on a plane bitch. Nate's on a plane. Parachute out and you can land on the roof if you survive the AA fire from below.
ReplyDeleteAlright LOLWTFROFLMAOBBQ II: The Revenge happens tonight. Come back over if ya wanna. Kababs, bacon wrapped shrimp and mojitos. Oh and roof if it's not raining.
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