They won’t do
I need a girl thats kinda frisky
Drinking with the fellas
Takin shots and gettin tipsy
We always wanna party cause she sexy as hell
And if i ever get in trouble bailin me outta jail
Cause she a stone cold stunna hotta than the summer
When she step up into the club every man and woman want her
she make me wanna get a stripper pole up in my home
cause of the porn start dancin got me in the zone!
This song makes me think of Michele every time. That hot bitch.
I HAD ANOTHER LARGE COFFEE GUYS
I didn’t like creamy dressings (see, even that sounds gross) until I tried Parmesan and peppercorn and now it’s all I want to put in my mouth. I love everyone today. I will not share any of you. Especially my girlfriends, you are mine, I will not let anyone have you, and I’ll cut bitches if they make you cry. Also, my boyfriend…he is also mine, but I’ll share him with a few people because I like them. I gave myself anxiety this morning about asking to leave 90 minutes early one day at the end of December, and then all was well because now I work with normal people who are sane and understand how life works. All of Michigan (and especially those in and within a 5 mile radius of the Money Pit), please excuse the high-pitched squealing that occurs on Friday, Dec. 28th, around midnight when I finally get to hug my Jen again. Prepare yourselves accordingly. Also, FOUNDERS. THE BEER. AND THE SANDWICHES. I CAN’T EVEN. I may (definitely do) need more booze, but I should probably stop spending money. But booze. I really need to do laundry but I’m gonna wait till my mom leaves to move my sister to California in a week. OKAYGOTTAGODOWORKLOVEYOUGUYSBYE.
Today is the day of the worst visuals ever
Quasimodo all up in a roast beef in a plastic bag.
I don’t even know how that works but guh-ross.
Also, Michele is even more amazingly funny today than usual.
A: a lot of ugly cry-laughing in the bathroom
Q: What do Michele’s voice memos make me do?
What the fuck is up with Vivica Fox? She blinks in her hairline.
I’ll be in the air when you’re getting your vagina set on fire, but good luck today!
Here’s to pretty underpants.
I love you, you gross fabulous skank you.
We’re totally going steady now.
Giving the middle finger to everybody and getting drunk because Michele gives the best advice.
Bonus on my porch.
Disgustingly filthy awesome
I LOVE YOU IN MULTIPLE WAYS MULTIPLE TIMES OVER AND OVER OH GOD YES.
And I still like your tits.
No YOU just laughed hysterically in the bathroom listening to Michele’s voice memo
She is one fuckin’ funny bitch.
I keep trying to type this up and the words fall short.
In short, I shall say thank you. It is inadequate, but there aren’t words to convey how grateful we all are.
Friends together as family in the same city…hugging, groping, smooching, loving.
Yoga tablecloth pants
The best kind of pants.
THREE FUCKING DAYS.
Look how fucking hot we are.
No, seriously. We are hot. And sweaty. And I think a little chafed.
This was the first MAJOR tweet-up I ever attended and I remember being in awe of it all - of the people, of the organization, of the amount of alcohol we could all consume and not die. Snark is what got me hooked on tweetups - it gave me the “Holy shit, these people are really real” bug. I wouldn’t have half of the friends I have today without Michele. It takes committment, patience, and passion to organize something this insane and amazing.
Today is her birthday. Wish Michele a happy birthday and make sure she feels as special as she makes us feel by organizing Snark.