tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64011220815655494812024-03-12T17:40:54.160-07:00#DegenProblemsThe life adventures of a degenerate gambler, strip club addict, borderline alcoholic, and die hard Dodger fan.marc1313http://www.blogger.com/profile/02185309292123425519noreply@blogger.comBlogger1045125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401122081565549481.post-13654859816095803892013-01-31T00:59:00.000-08:002013-01-31T00:59:30.209-08:00#DegenProblemsThat is the new name of my blog, if you have a problem with that, you can #GoFuckYourself. If you want to read more, follow me at @marctokushige on twitter. At the present name, I am highly intoxicated, have to be up in like 7 hours, and do not care. My level of immorality and degeneracy has reached an all-time high. <br />
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Since you retarded fucks always bitch to me that you can't comment on my posts even though its easy as fuck, if you have any comments, please text or tweet them to me so I can easily address them. Given the subject matter of tonight's posts, I can safely assure you all that if you have any single female friends, you don't have to worry about me poaching them, so just sit back, relax, and enjoy the random ramblings of the most degenerate man you will ever meet.marc1313http://www.blogger.com/profile/02185309292123425519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401122081565549481.post-66690822221950500522013-01-31T00:52:00.002-08:002013-01-31T00:52:38.945-08:00Random Remembrances From North CarolinaRecently, Ryan, Hillary, and I visited Paul, Heather, Eli, and Sahara in North Carolina. In the 90 or so hours I was there, my BAC was never at 0.00, I only remember about 60% of what happened, and there was only one night out of the 4 in which I remember going to bed. But other than that, I was a perfectly moral human being, because if you can't remember it, it never happened.<br />
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- Arriving at LAX at 7am, an hour and a half early, and ordering a Double Crown Royal rocks. Ryan orders me another drink on the plane. <br />
- Getting there, Heather calling me a fag, going to dinner, and then drinking a ton- I wish I could remember what happened other than that<br />
- Golf with the boys the next day, Heather Smith DRIVING US, then watching Ryan and Hillary's wedding video, then a lot of bad stuff. Fighting both the guys, then at some point crying and Heather trying to console me, and Eli eating my money.<br />
- Me and Paul being super hungover the whole day the next day. <br />
- Going to Wilmington and Ryan being super homo, and Hillary obsessing over One Tree Hill<br />
- Oyster shooters, pub crawl, Hillary being bored as fuck, Heather being grossed out over one of the stories, and then...<br />
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Hold on, time out! I am FUCKING Hammered right now! LOL I am so devoid of morality its a joke.<br />
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- Ok so we get to the last bar, and its a dive bar and we get a table. At the tables next to us, is a table of 4 chicks. I buy them a round of shots, then me and them 4 go upstairs to play some foosball. Game 1 my team wins and I play great. Then I buy another round of shots and a round of drinks- I think my team gets shutout the next game as I am hammered by now. <br />
- Next thing I remember I am back at the base and checking in with the air force check-in people praying I don't get us all arrested. I don't.<br />
- From all accounts, there's about a 50% I got laid that night, as I was apparently was dancing with said chicks, and emerged from some random room with two of them. This is now the THIRD time where I might have gotten laid and not remembered it. #DegenProblems<br />
- Cutter Creek aka best golf value ever the next day and more drinking followed<br />
- Monday at the airport I said I'm not drinking for a while. Ryan and Hill order a beer. I order a MaCallan Rocks. Hillary says: gee that didn't take long<br />
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MAJOR LOVE to all 4 of you- you are my brothers and sisters!marc1313http://www.blogger.com/profile/02185309292123425519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401122081565549481.post-47773852793606902512013-01-31T00:34:00.000-08:002013-01-31T00:34:09.923-08:00Reasons Why I Will Never Get LOL Married- No chick could tolerate my level of sports obsession/watching<br />
- Lets face it, on an attractiveness level solely I'm like a 5 or a 6, and I only go after 8's or higher<br />
- I NEVER want to have children. I will be the coolest uncle in human history, and will love all of my friends' kids, but the thought of raising a kid terrfies me. The crying, the screaming, Hillary make it stop! WOMAN! MAKE IT STOP! Plus, I cannot take care of myself, how in the fuck do you expect me to take of another human being?<br />
- I "do stuff" with a stripper twice, and no matter how hot/good she is I get bored with her, and want to try something new. I've said it before and I'll say it again, men are not meant to be monogamous, and to be honest I probably never will be. <br />
- I witnessed plenty of lol married men in my family who were so whipped and beated down that it was depressing to be around them for even 5 minutes during holiday get-togethers. I don't want to ever be like that.<br />
- Nagging is annoying as fuck. All men "pay for it" whether the way I do, or via engagement rings/dinners/drinks, etc. I'd rather pay for it and not have to deal with any other BS afterwards. In other words, part company and never see each other again. <br />
- Unfortunately the stereotype is that Asians have small dicks. I am only Asian from the waste up, but unfortunately our fucking Putitan prude society makes us wear clothes all the time. <br />
- Any woman who ever reads this post will never consider marrying me<br />
- There are WAY too many drunk/crazy marc stories that eventually one of them would turn a chick off from me<br />
- There's the left at the altar philosophy- My number one recurring dream is of me getting left at the altar and I strongly feel that it's going to happen to me at some point in my life<br />
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REASON #1: I've met the woman that I truly belive to be my soulmate, and let her walk out of my life forever. For that, I deserve the life that I have- one of degeneracy and excitement but ultimately loneliness. /emo rant marc1313http://www.blogger.com/profile/02185309292123425519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401122081565549481.post-66636320730322940122013-01-31T00:12:00.001-08:002013-01-31T00:12:14.226-08:00InterventionsSo the topic of me needing an intervention has arose recently. The problem is from what? Gambling/Poker? Drinking? Strip Clubs? All 3? Lets take a look at what will happen if...<br />
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I stop Gambling--> I will not have strip club finances, ergo I will drink 100x more, and become a full-blown alcoholic<br />
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I stop Drinking--> I will be 100x less fun to be around, will be 100x worse at talking to women, get depressed and emo, and eventually go on a 2 week insane crazy bender that will probably result in my death. Better to keep at my steady only borderline alcoholic pace.<br />
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I Quit Strip Clubs--> Ok that's just not an option. The only way this is happening is if I am in a relationship, so if you want me to quit strippers you better find me a woman who is as slutty/freaky as strippers.<br />
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I Quit All 3--> The only reason this happens is I am lol married to some religious prude chick who is anti-alcohol in which case I might as well be dead, so just put a bullet in my brain.<br />
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BOTTOM LINE: Being a degenerate gambler who makes money doing so, strip club addict, and borderline alcoholic is good for me, because I maintain a proper balance, never venturing too obsesssively into any one degen activity, ergo keeping me alive.<br />
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So if you think I need an intervention, you actually want me to die. Why do you want me to die?<br />
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<br />marc1313http://www.blogger.com/profile/02185309292123425519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401122081565549481.post-48667815888897073382013-01-30T23:55:00.003-08:002013-01-30T23:55:46.368-08:00The Degen Triple Crown- Gambling/Playing Poker<br />
- Going to a Strip Club and getting "taken care of"<br />
- Getting Drunk<br />
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All in the same night. With this next Crown Royal rocks I'm about to pour, your moderator will have successfully completed one tonight. These triple crowns are rare and it takes a special kind of seasoned degen to complete one in one night.<br />
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WARNING: Completion of a Degen Triple Crown can/will be very expensive, but it cements yourself as a true degen, and one worthy of scorn from your married friends and the Moral Majority, and praise and admiration from fellow degens, strippers, alcoholics.<br />
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<br />marc1313http://www.blogger.com/profile/02185309292123425519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401122081565549481.post-87011593935196131212013-01-30T23:46:00.000-08:002013-01-30T23:46:14.333-08:00Welcome to the World James Guzman!On Friday January 18th, my dear friends and family Rick and Natalie Guzman gave birth to a beautiful, happy baby boy James Andrew. Met him for the first time last week, and all I have to say is I cannot wait to teach him how to live. Natalie has already told me that I will never be allowed to be alone with him, but when that guy turns 21- we will see, I will at least try and introduce him to my way of life. No matter what happens, congrats guys, I love my nephew already, we will be wingmen for life!marc1313http://www.blogger.com/profile/02185309292123425519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401122081565549481.post-30115138439503348302013-01-30T23:37:00.001-08:002013-01-30T23:37:53.766-08:00Sorry For My AbsenceA lot has happened to your moderator in the past few months. As most of you know I was born with a heart condition that has required 3 previous surgeries. Well it's time for another valve replacement, but luckily they will be able to replace it via catheterization (no cutting me open). The procedure is set for February 27th at Cedars Sinai, and will probably require me to be in the hospital for only a day or two followed by a few days of recovery.<br />
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The other big event was the unfortunate passing of my grandpa in November. He was a great man who always put his family first, and I really miss him, and am still hurting for my mom and grandma, but he lived a great life, and is no longer in pain and suffering. <br />
<br />marc1313http://www.blogger.com/profile/02185309292123425519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401122081565549481.post-71996950295016115352012-10-18T22:35:00.001-07:002012-10-18T22:35:20.977-07:00"Drunkapotamus"So my friend Heather one day started calling me "Marcapotamus" for some reason. I don't know the reason, I have pressed her about it, and she refuses to tell me. Eventually, on account of my frequent drunkenness, this name became "drunkapotamus". If you want to know what the fuck this means, ask her, because I have tried like crazy and she won't fucking tell me. WOMEN!!!marc1313http://www.blogger.com/profile/02185309292123425519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401122081565549481.post-82442547196511355782012-10-18T22:33:00.000-07:002012-10-18T22:33:01.771-07:00Random Remembrances From AshCab and Ryan's BirthdaysFriday<br />
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- Jameson Rocks...Jager Shots....Jameson Rocks...Hitting on chicks...Pissing outside our limo...Hitting on chicks...A lot of fog<br />
- Buying literally everybody in our party at least one drink at some point in the night<br />
- Getting handcuffed by the fake police for "being served alcohol while intoxicated". Well we're at a fucking bar what the fuck do you expect me to be?!<br />
- Giving a breathalyzer and the standard DUI bullshit even though i wasn't fucking driving, i swear the popo just hate on me yo<br />
- Getting back to Ryan and Hillary's house, and being around a bunch of chicks and then taking my clothes off because of the chicks said something i can't remember what <br />
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Saturday<br />
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- A very long and unfun hangover<br />
- An unfun debriefing full of ryan and rick being cunts and telling everybody and their mother about my "arrest". <br />
- Making the awesome discovery that i had spent over $200 the night before. What joy!marc1313http://www.blogger.com/profile/02185309292123425519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401122081565549481.post-62038167116120897302012-10-18T22:26:00.000-07:002012-10-18T22:26:29.747-07:00Random Remembrances From Palm SpringsFriday Night<br />
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- Taking like 8 million shots of that cinnamon shit<br />
- Maybe going to the pool but to be honest I can't remember<br />
- Talking shit to the rest of the guys trying to get them to do shots with me<br />
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Saturday<br />
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- Beers and shots on the golf course<br />
- More drinks at the pool including buying like a $15 glass of crown royal<br />
- More wine/shots/beers/whatever the fuck at the room<br />
- Going out with Eric and AshCab<br />
- TEQUILA SHOTS!!!!<br />
- Mucho scotch<br />
- There being 3 bachelorette parties there and talking to one of said parties for a long period of time<br />
- Blacking out from there<br />
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Sunday<br />
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- Being hungover until 10pm. It was fucking awesome marc1313http://www.blogger.com/profile/02185309292123425519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401122081565549481.post-33528943641145276542012-10-18T22:21:00.000-07:002012-10-18T22:21:07.936-07:00Random Remembrances From My BirthdayMy Actual Birthday<br />
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- Hitting the longest drive of my life (304 yards). Yea I only made par on the hole- go fuck yourself.<br />
- Drinking some beers, and having a couple shots<br />
- STRIPPERS! Errors were committed...i don't want to talk about it<br />
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The Saturday of my Birthday<br />
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- Eric bought me a shot. Ashley bought me a shot. Paige bought me a shot. Rando buys me a shot. Eric and Ashley buy me a fishbowl. Total darkness ensues. I could have had sex with Kate Upton and not know it. Wake up on Sam Dow's couch disoriented as fuck and walk home. Pass by a church, and my drunk ass self looks at a group of churchgoers who give me a look of haughty derision.<br />
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Thank you to everybody who attended either or both of these events, it means a lot to me.marc1313http://www.blogger.com/profile/02185309292123425519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401122081565549481.post-64439543316517554362012-08-15T23:21:00.000-07:002012-08-15T23:21:04.250-07:00Why Yor Moderator "Falls in Love" So Easily- Your moderator has never hidden or been discreet about the fact that he is the biggest degen that you know. I make no apologies for this, I am who I am, either accept me fully or not at all.<br />
- That being said, your moderator deep down is a hopless romantic. He puts up a front of being the man's man but deep down he just wants to find "the one" and fall into a love that his friends and family have found. If he were to die today, the greatest tragedy would be that while he is important to some, he isn't the most important person in the world to anybody.<br />
- He has been in love once in his life, but has never been told by a girl that she loves him. It hurts a lot that I've never been told those three magical words "I love you". You all know that I have tried and tried and tried, but constantly failed either through my own (many) faults or because the women that I seem to go for are manipulative controllers who treat me like one of their puppets.<br />
- So I guess any time that a chick pays him any attention, gives him the time of day he naturally gets his hopes WAY too high, which only sets him up for more sadness. marc1313http://www.blogger.com/profile/02185309292123425519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401122081565549481.post-2780112047799968702012-08-15T22:41:00.004-07:002012-08-15T22:41:59.936-07:00Current Playlist- "Call Me Maybe" I don't care if it makes gay that song is awesome<br />
- "Club Can't Handle Me"<br />
- "You can't hurry love"<br />
- "A Woman Like you"<br />
- "Ayy ladies"<br />
- "Only One"<br />
- "Red Dirt Road"<br />
- "Good Time"<br />
- "Little Talks"marc1313http://www.blogger.com/profile/02185309292123425519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401122081565549481.post-13378195517638717122012-08-15T22:21:00.000-07:002012-08-15T22:21:16.015-07:00Drunk Errors Some of the below posts will be reposts, some will not, I don't know what the fuck I've posted before. I am posting these in the hopes that my brothers and sisters will not commit the same drunken errors as your beloved moderator.<br />
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- Once you are "buzzed", TURN OFF your phones, and stop social networking, because only VERY BAD things can happen.<br />
- NEVER drunk text a chick you want to bang "your love is my drug"<br />
- NEVER drunk text/dial/drunkbook a chick that you like asking her out. I'm like 0 for 5 maybe worse.<br />
- NEVER play blackjack when you are drunk<br />
- If you do, give your credit cards/debit cards/ATM cards/any other plastic/any other cash to a SOBER female friend or you can bet your ass you will commit MAJOR financial errors. Thanks H's: you've saved my ass on multiple occasions.<br />
- EAT motherfuckers EAT!!! If you eat you won't throw up no matter how much you drink, if you don't eat you are gonna vomit unless you drink like a bitch.<br />
- Never drink any off the following: Anything mixed with any energy drink, Absinthe, or Four Loko'smarc1313http://www.blogger.com/profile/02185309292123425519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401122081565549481.post-37697290850367107112012-08-15T22:06:00.000-07:002012-08-16T08:11:15.180-07:00Women I am Currently "In Love" With Those of you who have achieved "woman" status are correct: I fall in love way too easily, and I have WAY too many soulmates. That being said, here is the current list.<br />
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- Alex Morgan: our babies would be hot, athletic, funny, and legendary. Guess which two traits I'd be contributing?<br />
- Carly Rae Jepsen even though she's Canadian<br />
- About 10 different nurses<br />
- My party bus girl<br />
- An unnamed chick <br />
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<br />marc1313http://www.blogger.com/profile/02185309292123425519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401122081565549481.post-86709845828521186702012-08-15T21:54:00.000-07:002012-08-15T21:54:00.457-07:00Happy Birthday BroskiMy man Carlos,<br />
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Happy Birthday Brother! You are one of the most legit good guys that I know. You've always had my boy Ryan's back, and have always been a good broski to myself, and the rest of the Vegas crew. It's been good times hanging out with you over the years, and especially in the past year. Sorry I gave you a taste, but seriously, why the fuck were you sleeping on the floor?! Ohh well, its a hell of a lot better than making severe financial errors. Hope you're having a good one brother, drinking a Chivas ON ICE just for you. Salud.<br />
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- Marcmarc1313http://www.blogger.com/profile/02185309292123425519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401122081565549481.post-53237354496379973942012-08-15T21:46:00.001-07:002012-08-15T21:47:16.980-07:00How to get 14,254 unread emails- Create a yahoo email account when you are like 12<br />
- Do absolutely to stop spam<br />
- Sign up for some yahoo groups thing on your favorite strip club, that automatically sends you an email whenever somebody posts in the group (which is like 50 times a day)<br />
- Check your email twice a year (when registering for fantasy baseball and football)marc1313http://www.blogger.com/profile/02185309292123425519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401122081565549481.post-55277945724090273002012-08-15T21:44:00.000-07:002012-08-15T21:44:09.084-07:00Random Remembrances From Last Weekend- A few beers<br />
- A shit ton racial slurs (against every race and ethnicity)<br />
- Many many many shots of absinthe<br />
- The lights going out<br />
- Apparently vomiting all over myself, Ryan, and destroying my shirt<br />
- Apparentl vomiting in my car multiple times<br />
- Waking up at 6am with no idea where I was, how I got there, thinking that I was literally dead, and then 24 hours of pain and sufferingmarc1313http://www.blogger.com/profile/02185309292123425519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401122081565549481.post-76144181395537173022012-08-05T18:42:00.002-07:002012-08-05T18:42:39.808-07:00Random Remembrances From Last NightDarkness, absolute total darknessmarc1313http://www.blogger.com/profile/02185309292123425519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401122081565549481.post-3347611130797477262012-08-05T18:39:00.003-07:002012-08-05T18:39:54.945-07:00Some New Man LawsMan Law #69: When a hot chick tells you to strip for her, you HAVE to do it.<br />
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The following man laws assume you do not have driving responsibilities and/or major health problems.<br />
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Man Law #70: When a chick challenges you to a drinking contest you MUST accept.<br />
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Man Law #71: When everyone else is doing a shot you MUST take one too.<br />
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Man Law #72: If there is that one guy who's being a bitch, all other guys MUST punch him once and only once.<br />
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Man Law #73: Watch this video: http://youtu.be/T3LfK_ULh88<br />
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Man Law #74: Thank me later<br />
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Man Law #75: Stop being sad and start being legendary.marc1313http://www.blogger.com/profile/02185309292123425519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401122081565549481.post-38150979438051576802012-08-01T21:58:00.002-07:002012-08-01T22:11:48.085-07:00Congrats Ryan and Hillary!!!Ryan: You have been my brother since I met you on my 15th birthday and our first day of high school. You are as big a smart ass and competitive mother fucker as I am, which has led to many heated battles, but at the end of the day, you have always had my back and looked out for me. From endless rounds of golf, nights of drinking, vacations, and watching endless sporting events where we never root for the same team, you've always been there for me, and like me have always been down for going wherever the night took us, which is why I love hanging out with you. We've been through the highest of highs and lowest of lows together, but there is nobody I'd rather have by my side. I know that you are going to make an excellent husband to Hillary, and I am so happy that you've found the woman of your dreams. I love you brother (no homo no homo). <br />
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Hillary: WOMAN!!! OMG So excited! First off, for all the jokes I've given over the years, you looked absolutely BEAUTIFUL on saturday, and you always do! I know I give you a lot of shit, but you are one of my best friends, and now officially, my little sister! As Eric said in his epic speech, you always do have my best interests at heart, and have always looked out for me when I have been incapacitated. I love hanging out with you because you are like one of the guys because you enjoy having a good time, watching sports, but give us a fresh female perspective to things, and have always helped me with my girl situations, always being right as well. I need to listen to you more often. You know I've always been kind of lol marriage, but I know that you are going to be a great wife to and take care of my brother. Love you little sister!<br />
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Hope you guys are having an awesome honeymoon, eat up, drink up, and do plenty of things that I don't want to know about. Can't wait to see you guys when you get back, and most importantly, I wish you both a lifetime of happiness together. <br />
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Love,<br />
Marc James Bitchmarc1313http://www.blogger.com/profile/02185309292123425519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401122081565549481.post-58980389568619914102012-08-01T21:43:00.002-07:002012-08-01T22:17:04.785-07:00Random Remembrances from Ryan and Hillary's Wedding Weekend- Awesome drive up on Thursday with Ashley and Stephanie. Ashley: your story was fucking awesome and I love your storytelling methods.<br />
- Ryan fucking soulreading me at dinner and knowing that I was going to order Chivas although I think I know what your "tell" is on me.<br />
- Awesome rehearsal and rehearsal dinner<br />
- Spilling pizza all over myself at dinner<br />
- Crazy drunk shit and dance practice that night<br />
- Darkness<br />
- Waking up and things getting weird<br />
- Hungover golf, got drunker on the course<br />
- Chilling the fuck out with some In N Out afterwards and practicing my speech<br />
- Watching Ryan and Hill get married to a beautiful ceremony and delivering a bombass speech. Guys: thanks for allowing the world's biggest degen to speak during the middle of your wedding- I hope I didn't let you down.<br />
- Ryan telling me I needed to speak again and give a blessing over the dinner. Thank God I didn't end up doing so or we would have all gotten food poisoning.<br />
- Almost crying during Natalie and Paul's speeches and laughing my ass off during Eric and Sam's. Seriously, you all killed it: fanfuckingtastic work! Kyle: you need to get Eric back one day though.<br />
- Dancing the night away with all my homeboys and homegirls. One of the ladies there who shall remain nameless kissing on the mouth.<br />
- PARTYBUS: Being dared by one of the to remain nameless ladies to give the entire bus a strip tease and then following through on that. It was fucking awesome and will be posted eventually.<br />
- After party in Eric and AshCab19's room: Doing ANOTHER striptease when the same lady requested it and giving her a lap dance. Walking her back to her room in my boxers (5-10 minute walk) when I couldn't find my clothes. <br />
- Spending an entire weekend with 200 people that I love. I didn't know everybody there, but those that I did are amazing and those I didn't I got to know, making some friends along the way. It was the best weekend of my life, and I will never forget it. Thank you to Sam, Shawn, Paul, and Val for everything that you did to make it possible!marc1313http://www.blogger.com/profile/02185309292123425519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401122081565549481.post-20335587297887046632012-08-01T21:33:00.000-07:002012-08-01T21:33:05.012-07:00Some Thoughts on RomanceI will keep this as short and sweet as possible, but as you loyal readers know, the moderator for 9 years has killed himself over and always loved his proverbial "one that got away". Well, without getting into any more details, I have finally gotten over her, and I have finally forgiven myself for letting her get away. She wasn't "the one", and I finally believe that I am capable of being loved by somebody else.marc1313http://www.blogger.com/profile/02185309292123425519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401122081565549481.post-57652779560971808802012-08-01T21:18:00.001-07:002012-08-01T22:02:23.804-07:00Congrats Rick and Natalie!!!I freakin' love you guys and I know that you are both going to be amazing parents! I am fully aboard Team Baby and you guys know I will be here for you every step of the way. Except for diapers, I am 100% not on board with doing diapers, but everything else I'm your man. Wishing you both a happy, healthy baby, and Natalie: anytime you need to yell and scream at somebody, I am volunteering myself to be yelled and screamed at- that's how much I love you guys!marc1313http://www.blogger.com/profile/02185309292123425519noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401122081565549481.post-65484761308809819222012-08-01T21:07:00.001-07:002012-08-01T21:07:37.603-07:00Random Remembrances from Ryan's Bachelor Party- Things getting weird (a lot)<br />
- Rick waking me and Eric up every 20 minutes with his fucking snoring<br />
- Losing a shoe then later finding it<br />
- Our room setting a world record for most deuces taken in a single weekend<br />
- Never having any fucking toilet paper<br />
- Drinking like 25 190's in 4 days<br />
- Waking up to take a deuce. Going to my bathroom and not seeing any toilet paper, going to the other bathroom and not seeing any toilet paper. So I'm like WTF am I going to do? So I stumble around for a while, and my foot bumps into something. I hear a groan, and it's Carlos. WHY THE FUCK IS CARLOS SLEEPING ON THE FLOOR?!<br />
- Committing severe financial errors (GFY Blackjack)<br />
- Most of the rest is total darkness (that's what happens when you drink like 6 190's and 1.5 bottles of scotch in 4 days). marc1313http://www.blogger.com/profile/02185309292123425519noreply@blogger.com0