So heres the deal.

I was dating Susan... ummm jeeze what is my fiances last name again... for like two months or so?

And I still didnt know her last name.

I think I asked her before, but I still must have forgot or something.

So anyway, we head down to Compuware

I think I was in 8th grade and my sister had a friend sleep over one night. It was my sister, her friend, me, and my brother. We were watching scrambled porn b/c we thought it was super funny. Then we had the great idea of calling and ordering a playboy station. We forgot the part were they send you the bill in the mail though. The worst part is that we never even got the porn after ordering it!! When my dad opened up that bill he was pretty ticked off! We blamed it on our brother. He believed us!

I think I was in my 2nd trimester when this happened....

I had just gone grocery shopping, and I was puzzled to find that, after a few days, a half gallon of milk went missing.... I thought that Noel might have drank
it already, but that didn't seem right... Anyway, another couple of days went by
and I started going through the pantry to find something for dinner....
Lo and behold, there was the milk..... Or should I say "cottage
cheese".... It was one of the grossest things I'd ever seen!!! I was
gagging as I poured it down the toilet (yuck!!)

So I convinced one of my best friends Matt to come with with me at my company down here in FL last summer.

He had left NYC and was at his parents and didnt have an official nine to five job, and we had an opening.

He eventually accepted the 3 month contract position and was expected to come to this BBQ that my boss was putting on by driving down here.

Of course Matt forgot that they took that Friday off at the DMV, so he flew into Tampa W/O a car.  So for the first month or so, I drove him everywhere.

He had basically a duffle bag for that first month and he lived with me and Susan in the spare bedroom.  Here are all the memories I can think of that we had together during his short stay in FL.

• The best memory was when we went biking in the woods, it took two hours to get there because we are douche bags and we took what we thought was the "back route" to get to the trails.  Little did we know we would be knee deep in mudd, spiders and spider webs, snakes and other

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