Adam Ruins Everything
Jake and Amir
You say when. Oh right, you can't talk yet. Let's just go now.
"Ran out of beer at Richard Gere's house"
I'm hallucinating again.
"(ping pong ball remains in hand)"
When the man said that they couldn't determine who drinks next by throwing ping bong balls, they found a way.
Wash, rinse, puke, repeat.
Now that guy likes beer pong.
Poor man's beer bong.
If you asked me, it changed the game of Beer Pong when they started playing night games in 1942.
There's a time for love and a time for living. You take a chance and face the wind. An open road and a road that's hidden. A brand new life around the bend.
It's like how you line a dog's cage. Except instead it's for vomit, not poop. Or at least primarily vomit anyway.
How many times do we have to tell you, god, you can't bounce them in without calling it first.
Beer Pong, the way Mother Nature would have wanted it.
"Two story beer bong with 40 beers in a 3 inch drain pipe"
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We like you. Do you like us too?
Don't ask me again.