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I guess I should start this off by saying how I got the brilliant idea to start my own blog... Over the past few weeks I've noticed the hilarity of conversations that take place between me and my friends and after blatanly stealing the concept from Nathan Degraaf of Points In Case(www.pointsincase.com) i've decided share parts of these converations with you the public in hope that me and my friends coolness can force feed some much needed humour into your lowly hate filled lives :)
Now much like Nathans blog, mine shall contain stories of beer drinking, ladies, sports, more drinking, opinions on things, opinions on things while drunk, music, everyday life and so on and so forth until I get bored and stop writing.
Anywho saddle up and join me on this trip into the comedic goldmine that is my life .



Me: Damn, look at that girl, although honestly, she'd look better without all the tatoos.
Mike D: check out mine, just got it done(shows tat).
Me: Bitchin dude, "the worlds a stage" thats Shakespeare right?
Mike D: (drinks beer and nods)
Me: Im going to get one soon. I got it priced already.
Mike D: (looking straight ahead the whole time) what is it?
Me: it's an ambigram. You look at it one way and it says "hopeless", look at it upside down and it says "romantic".
MD: thats killer, chicks will dig that. (laughs)
Me: true say (drinks beer) but I mean its true, like im a dude who watches "friends" sometimes and doesn't care if the girl im goin' out with wants to watch a romantic comedy once in awhile.
MD: Nick, i'd love to have this conversation with you,(drinks beer) but right now,(drinks) we're in a stripclub.
Me:(drinks beer) sorry dude.

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