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PolkOut.com keeps going back and forth! Head circles are pretty fuckin' rad.
I felt it necessary--not a formal compulsion, no, but a personal one--to express the deepest gratitude I could to my friend who so generously took us into their home in Colorado and showed so much of that beautiful state to us. So I wrote a letter and I included the following, as a little extra something to forever commemorate our time together:
Want it as a wallpaper? You might have to fuck around with the size. It would be great if I had something genuinely interesting to rant about. I don't. All I've been doing is studying, sleeping, and drinking. More sleeping than studying, not enough drinking overall. Bars around here close at pretty damn early, 1 am (right?!), and I've been imbibing far too many Keystone Lights for a man of such esteem and dignity. To be fair, I haven't actually paid for most of those Keystones, which is kind of comforting. I got into a sass-fight last night. A friend
and I stood on opposite ends of a hallway, shooting the shit when a
thick herd of brahs squeezed past us. "I fuckin' hate you,"
I whispered, eyes narrow, brain... drunk. "You know that dude?" my friend finally asks,
totally in awe after witnessing such an epic battle of wits. Also, apparently I'm a 'racist'. Whatever. --End Transmission-- PolkOut Sells Out The following are ads I've put up on the site to help pay for my advertising budget so I can make this site more popular. I did not choose these ads, and have decided not to filter their content. So if they lead you to good deals on cheese curds, well all the better.
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