Except that I don't cry afterwards!
Party hard over on After 12!
Then my barber bought me pizza and beer! Best. Barber. Ever.
Hey guys! Do you remember those horribly contrived and unfunny jokes told via chain mail that began with "Fwd: Fwd: Fwd: RE: Fwd: FWD: Re:" in the subject line? I'll bet you thought they died off in the late '90s. NOPE.
