ASO to you, co-worker. instead of growing some balls and asking you to go out, i succumbed to going on a date with your creepy friend. wait, i'm a girl. i don't want balls. but i do want you.
SO to the kid i babysit for, who told me that the reason i didn't have to parallel park during my driving test is that i'm so old that they only had horses in my day. ASO to me for thinking it was because i'm cute. apparently i was very wrong...
SO to me for being the first poster! ASO to me for being excited about it...
you just ruined the internet. the summer shoutouts were my last hope at a civilized blog and you just took a deuce on it. Segway man would frown in shame
SO to my roommates boyfriend waking me up drunk at 3 am telling me i had to be at work by 5 and jumping on my bed. at least it made me laugh. ASO to me really having to work at 6 and him coming back 3 more times and not going to bed until i gave him a hug and then locked the door.
SO to my roommates boyfriend waking me up drunk at 3 am telling me i had to be at work by 5 and jumping on my bed. at least it made me laugh. ASO to me really having to work at 6 and him coming back 3 more times and not going to bed until i gave him a hug and then locked the door.
ASO to going into my 17 year old brother's room to get my DVD back and finding it buried in a stack of cheap '70s-style porn. Then using his computer because mine crashed, starting to type something into google and finding previous queries like "how to fist" and "gay porn". ASO to him being a total creeper at 17.
SO to finding the limit to my recycling fantacisim. I couldn't bring myself to move my roommates 3 condom boxes from the trash to the recycling bin. I know your girlfriend was in town, but damn, 3 boxes??
ASO to people who tell you when and where they have seen your exs. Seriously, we broke up for a reason, and it might still suck for us, so do everyone a favor and keep your mouth shut.
"ASO to going into my 17 year old brother's room to get my DVD back and finding it buried in a stack of cheap '70s-style porn. Then using his computer because mine crashed, starting to type something into google and finding previous queries like "how to fist" and "gay porn". ASO to him being a total creeper at 17."
wow, and i thought Madison was a bastion of sexual openness/liberation...ahh, Midwewstern repression.
ASO to the 4 year old boy in my camp class who came up to me and said, "you have a baby in your belly!". Yes I might have gained a little weight while in college but you could have at least asked instead of telling me. god i need a drink.
"ASO to people who tell you when and where they have seen your exs. Seriously, we broke up for a reason, and it might still suck for us, so do everyone a favor and keep your mouth shut."
I second that. but SO to people who add in that your ex looks terrible because his new haircut makes him look like a 12 year old creeper. at least that's a little comforting...
SO to being at the zoo yesterday. I loudly commented on how hot it was, and the octogenarian man standing next to me looked at me and said, "You know what was really hot? Baling hay when it was 100 degrees outside, and it was even hotter when you were stacking that hay under the tin roof in the barn...it must've been 110. But when you got that tractor going about 10 miles and hour and the wind was whipping through your hair, woo boy. That was really living!"
SO to old people. You make my life seem more exciting.
ASO to you, co-worker. instead of growing some balls and asking you to go out, i succumbed to going on a date with your creepy friend. wait, i'm a girl. i don't want balls. but i do want you.
SO to being in the same situation and hoping that my co-worker doesn't read these and think it was me that wrote that. Only difference is, what I thought was a creepy friend turned into super cute guy.
so to the backseat of a car, 10 feet away from my parents camper. losing my virginity was glorious ;)
you are legit stupid if you think your parents didn't hear you. if they haven't said anything yet they're just trying to not be awkward. sex in a car = not secretive no matter what you do.
SO to finding the limit to my recycling fantacisim. I couldn't bring myself to move my roommates 3 condom boxes from the trash to the recycling bin. I know your girlfriend was in town, but damn, 3 boxes??
SO to my brother for explaining the Favre situation as 'So imagine you've had a dog since you were born, and then the dog dies. You cry, and it's hard, but you grieve and get over it. Then, a few months later your dog comes back to life. This zombie dog doesn't want to live with you and your new puppy, instead he goes to live with your neighbors who you HATE. It's so awful.'
SO to my alcoholic aunt. At our family reunion, my niece asked, "What happens to the baby after it comes down, cradle and all?" My aunt traumatized her by responding, "The cradle hits the baby in the head, giving it severe brain trauma, and it dies. Yep, that's life for you," and went back to drinking straight whisky. She keeps it real-er.
SO to accidentally breaking the toilet seat right off the hinges, peeing, and then going out to tell my dad what happened. SO to thinking my parents would get mad, while really the first thing my mom says is, "Thank God! I hated that seat."
SO to my friend on facebook whose break-up was on the news feed three times in three different ways. Don't worry, no one really checks facebook that often anyway...HA.
SO to my friend who found one crutch and decided to post it on Craig's list lost and found stating: "a single crutch was found along the side of the street near the capital. Awesome condition, sleek, light weight, aluminum. If you feel you are the owner of this lonely crutch, message me and provide a short description of the crutch or perhaps evidence of injury." Hilarious!
SO to going to Essen Haus, drinking 4 "Das Boot"(s) with my friends, getting into a peanut fight with a bachelor party, and waking up this morning butt-ass naked aside from the one sock on my foot.
SO to being at the zoo yesterday. I loudly commented on how hot it was, and the octogenarian man standing next to me looked at me and said, "You know what was really hot? Baling hay when it was 100 degrees outside, and it was even hotter when you were stacking that hay under the tin roof in the barn...it must've been 110. But when you got that tractor going about 10 miles and hour and the wind was whipping through your hair, woo boy. That was really living!"
ASO to me for knowing exactly what that man is talking about and agreeing with him. The fun of being a farmer's daughter...
"SO to going to Essen Haus, drinking 4 "Das Boot"(s) with my friends, getting into a peanut fight with a bachelor party, and waking up this morning butt-ass naked aside from the one sock on my foot."
really SO controller you didn't post my shoutout about a 4 year old calling me fat? I thought being called preggers by a 4 year old was the low part of my life....now I know it can get lower.
"SO to Denny's being open 24 hours. Your creepy clientele are a never-ending source of amusement at 2 in the morning."
Hell Yeah! SO to the "Build Your Own Slam." OMG. Pancakes, eggs, bacon, sausage, toast, hashbrowns, oatmeal...whatever you want. There is a God. Thank You.
really SO controller you didn't post my shoutout about a 4 year old calling me fat? I thought being called preggers by a 4 year old was the low part of my life....now I know it can get lower.
-i'm pretty much going to post anything about inappropriate children, so i think there must be a misunderstanding...so shoutout to you getting called pregnant from a four year old
really SO controller you didn't post my shoutout about a 4 year old calling me fat? I thought being called preggers by a 4 year old was the low part of my life....now I know it can get lower.
ASO to you for not being able to read, check last weeks comments.
ASO to having to visit one's parents for the summer. I fucking hate it; my parents' town is possibly one of the worst places on the planet (and surprisingly, it's one of the richest places in the nation) - fucking conservatives make me want to rip every yellow ribbon off every car and shove them up their tailpipe.
Also, ASO to 99% of humanity. I'll be honest; sometimes I actually think about inhaling a few helium balloons because the world is beginning to get too dumb for my ability to tolerate it.
SO to the article that says "super-sexy is on the way out". Does that mean that coasties are going to stop trying to dress like that and start wearing actual clothes??? PLEASE tell me it's so!!!
ASO to having to visit one's parents for the summer. I fucking hate it; my parents' town is possibly one of the worst places on the planet (and surprisingly, it's one of the richest places in the nation) - fucking conservatives make me want to rip every yellow ribbon off every car and shove them up their tailpipe.
...ASO to you. You really don't have to agree why our troops are fighting or even be a conservative, but you should at least, at a minimum, support the brave men and women over-seas fighting. If seeing yellow ribbons triggers your inner un-American-ness, I hear Canada is always a welcoming place (Bill Clinton, say what).
ASO to getting my fake taken 2 days before i turn 21. Not that i really need it anymore, but i have had that one since i was a junior in high school and it had a lot of sentimental value. I kinda wanted to frame it and put it in my room. Well at, least i got a lot of miles out of it.
SO to getting into the next bar by just going up to the bouncer and saying "i was just having a cig outside."
SO to the SOC for updating the shoutouts to 69 comments every week. It's happened far to many times in a row to be coincidence, so it's nice to see the SOC is just as dirty as the rest of us.
SO to staying in on a Friday night and turning SNES Super Mario World into a badass drinking game. ASO to Nintendo for making the game so damn hard when you're drunk.
do we really need a 'best of the week' post?? i mean, it's boring to read through the same ones you've already read unless you want to see if your own made it. it makes sense in the paper but......
SO to my grandma referring to my freckles as 'angel kisses'. Double SO to how special I actually felt after that.
You know, my mother told me the same thing about birth marks. And then I realized that my birth mark was on my inner thigh. Then I thought that all angels were perverts.
SO to my brother for explaining the Favre situation as 'So imagine you've had a dog since you were born, and then the dog dies. You cry, and it's hard, but you grieve and get over it. Then, a few months later your dog comes back to life. This zombie dog doesn't want to live with you and your new puppy, instead he goes to live with your neighbors who you HATE. It's so awful.'
ASO to my aunt asking me if the wounds from my biking accident occurred as a result of heavy drinking. So you've heard a few stories about me, that doesn't make me an alcoholic.
I'm going to go get wasted now to drown my sorrows...
shout out to visiting new york city and realizing we get a warped image of the east coast. i thought it was going to be infested with Towers coasties that all act/dress/eat/talk/smell/taste the same but it was actually sweet. go real coasties.
huge ASO to the person who parked about 2 inches behind me on gilman street and blocked me in. i hope you enjoyed the lovely note i left you, oh and the scratch i left trying to maneuver my way out. you had 3 feet behind you jerk!
ASO to me for realizing that my facebook will be deactivated for sorority recruitment... which just happens to coincide with my birthday. I may pay for my friends, but that doesn't mean they'll remember my big day.
SO to Bucky for attending a baseball game in my home town. You can take the girl out of Madison, but the mascot will still find her. ASO to Bucky for break dancing on the ball diamond. What the hell?!
ASO to having mono. My slutty ways have been tempered, but only temporarily. Watch out, boys, I'm going to be nympho-insane when I hit the bar scene again.
"shout out to visiting new york city and realizing we get a warped image of the east coast... but it was actually sweet. go real coasties."
FINALLY! we're actually a classy bunch, but all these bad dressers and dumb bitches from the 'burbs give us a bad rep! if you want REAL coastie, i hate to say it, but gossip girl is pretty close.
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SO to me for being the first poster! ASO to me for being excited about it...
SO to my 10 year old brother who saw my dry legs and said i have reptile function....wow there are too many erectile dysfunction commercials on tv
ASO to living in Missouri for the summer, where all the McDonald's don't have rootbeer. It's the little things that make Wisconsin great.
ASO to you, co-worker. instead of growing some balls and asking you to go out, i succumbed to going on a date with your creepy friend. wait, i'm a girl. i don't want balls. but i do want you.
ASO to being a girl. Fuck you, estrogen.
SO to the kid i babysit for, who told me that the reason i didn't have to parallel park during my driving test is that i'm so old that they only had horses in my day.
ASO to me for thinking it was because i'm cute. apparently i was very wrong...
SO to me for being the first poster! ASO to me for being excited about it...
you just ruined the internet. the summer shoutouts were my last hope at a civilized blog and you just took a deuce on it. Segway man would frown in shame
SO to me for finally doing laundry for the first time in 6 weeks.
ASO to it being because I mistook my hamper for the toilet after a night at the bars.
SO to my roommates boyfriend waking me up drunk at 3 am telling me i had to be at work by 5 and jumping on my bed. at least it made me laugh. ASO to me really having to work at 6 and him coming back 3 more times and not going to bed until i gave him a hug and then locked the door.
SO to my roommates boyfriend waking me up drunk at 3 am telling me i had to be at work by 5 and jumping on my bed. at least it made me laugh. ASO to me really having to work at 6 and him coming back 3 more times and not going to bed until i gave him a hug and then locked the door.
ASO to going into my 17 year old brother's room to get my DVD back and finding it buried in a stack of cheap '70s-style porn. Then using his computer because mine crashed, starting to type something into google and finding previous queries like "how to fist" and "gay porn".
ASO to him being a total creeper at 17.
SO to finding the limit to my recycling fantacisim. I couldn't bring myself to move my roommates 3 condom boxes from the trash to the recycling bin. I know your girlfriend was in town, but damn, 3 boxes??
SO to reading the sentence "That's what she said" in The Fountainhead.
"Um, he's a sprinter on the track team and a business major. SO to that.
You know what they say about sprinters, they always finish in under fifteen seconds..."
...21.2 seconds to be exact: Personal Record.
"ASO to being a girl. Fuck you, estrogen."
SO to having balls. You fuckin rock TESTOSTRONE!
ASO to people who tell you when and where they have seen your exs. Seriously, we broke up for a reason, and it might still suck for us, so do everyone a favor and keep your mouth shut.
"ASO to going into my 17 year old brother's room to get my DVD back and finding it buried in a stack of cheap '70s-style porn. Then using his computer because mine crashed, starting to type something into google and finding previous queries like "how to fist" and "gay porn".
ASO to him being a total creeper at 17."
wow, and i thought Madison was a bastion of sexual openness/liberation...ahh, Midwewstern repression.
SO to my summer job working in a lab with the lab rats.
ASO to my summer job for the past two days being the joyful job of taking their temperatures in the rectum.
SO to the ugliest rat there for smashing his face against the side of the bag he was in and looking exactly like Alf.
ASO to the 4 year old boy in my camp class who came up to me and said, "you have a baby in your belly!". Yes I might have gained a little weight while in college but you could have at least asked instead of telling me. god i need a drink.
"ASO to people who tell you when and where they have seen your exs. Seriously, we broke up for a reason, and it might still suck for us, so do everyone a favor and keep your mouth shut."
I second that. but SO to people who add in that your ex looks terrible because his new haircut makes him look like a 12 year old creeper. at least that's a little comforting...
SO to being at the zoo yesterday. I loudly commented on how hot it was, and the octogenarian man standing next to me looked at me and said, "You know what was really hot? Baling hay when it was 100 degrees outside, and it was even hotter when you were stacking that hay under the tin roof in the barn...it must've been 110. But when you got that tractor going about 10 miles and hour and the wind was whipping through your hair, woo boy. That was really living!"
SO to old people. You make my life seem more exciting.
ASO to you, co-worker. instead of growing some balls and asking you to go out, i succumbed to going on a date with your creepy friend. wait, i'm a girl. i don't want balls. but i do want you.
SO to being in the same situation and hoping that my co-worker doesn't read these and think it was me that wrote that. Only difference is, what I thought was a creepy friend turned into super cute guy.
SO to men who sing notes so high that my testicles pop.
so to the backseat of a car, 10 feet away from my parents camper. losing my virginity was glorious ;)
ASO to my buffalo roommate, we've been trying to get rid of you all year, and with only a month left we still hate you more than ever.
ASO to Brett Farve. Knock it off already. You're old news, literally.
SO to Denny's being open 24 hours. Your creepy clientele are a never-ending source of amusement at 2 in the morning.
ASO to the guy in the next booth. Quit rolling a blunt in the middle of the damn restaurant.
so to the backseat of a car, 10 feet away from my parents camper. losing my virginity was glorious ;)
you are legit stupid if you think your parents didn't hear you. if they haven't said anything yet they're just trying to not be awkward. sex in a car = not secretive no matter what you do.
SO to me for being the first poster! ASO to me for being excited about it...
making fun of you would be like making fun of a midget with down syndrome... it would just feel wrong afterwards
SO to finding the limit to my recycling fantacisim. I couldn't bring myself to move my roommates 3 condom boxes from the trash to the recycling bin. I know your girlfriend was in town, but damn, 3 boxes??
some people actually like sex
SO to my brother for explaining the Favre situation as 'So imagine you've had a dog since you were born, and then the dog dies. You cry, and it's hard, but you grieve and get over it. Then, a few months later your dog comes back to life. This zombie dog doesn't want to live with you and your new puppy, instead he goes to live with your neighbors who you HATE. It's so awful.'
"...21.2 seconds to be exact: Personal Record."
SO to my own personal record being an hour and twenty minutes, in more ways than one.
ASO to overprotective parents and having to lie about where I'm going at night... for real, I feel like I'm 12.
SO to my alcoholic aunt. At our family reunion, my niece asked, "What happens to the baby after it comes down, cradle and all?" My aunt traumatized her by responding, "The cradle hits the baby in the head, giving it severe brain trauma, and it dies. Yep, that's life for you," and went back to drinking straight whisky. She keeps it real-er.
SO to dumping my girlfriend for her sister. Major SO.
ASO to an inter-state facebook booty call. Ouch.
"so to the backseat of a car, 10 feet away from my parents camper. losing my virginity was glorious ;)"
unless you were adopted by deaf virgins who have seen nothing but G-rated movies, i think they probably know you're missing a v-card...
SO to accidentally breaking the toilet seat right off the hinges, peeing, and then going out to tell my dad what happened. SO to thinking my parents would get mad, while really the first thing my mom says is, "Thank God! I hated that seat."
SO to my friend on facebook whose break-up was on the news feed three times in three different ways. Don't worry, no one really checks facebook that often anyway...HA.
SO to dumping my girlfriend for her sister. Major SO.
"Real men of genius... We salute you, man who dumped his girlfriend for her hotter sister..."
ASO to so many of the SOs being trashy and about genitalia.
SO to my friend who found one crutch and decided to post it on Craig's list lost and found stating: "a single crutch was found along the side of the street near the capital. Awesome condition, sleek, light weight, aluminum. If you feel you are the owner of this lonely crutch, message me and provide a short description of the crutch or perhaps evidence of injury." Hilarious!
SO to going to Essen Haus, drinking 4 "Das Boot"(s) with my friends, getting into a peanut fight with a bachelor party, and waking up this morning butt-ass naked aside from the one sock on my foot.
SO to being at the zoo yesterday. I loudly commented on how hot it was, and the octogenarian man standing next to me looked at me and said, "You know what was really hot? Baling hay when it was 100 degrees outside, and it was even hotter when you were stacking that hay under the tin roof in the barn...it must've been 110. But when you got that tractor going about 10 miles and hour and the wind was whipping through your hair, woo boy. That was really living!"
ASO to me for knowing exactly what that man is talking about and agreeing with him. The fun of being a farmer's daughter...
"so to the backseat of a car, 10 feet away from my parents camper. losing my virginity was glorious ;)"
unless you were adopted by deaf virgins who have seen nothing but G-rated movies, i think they probably know you're missing a v-card...
A v-card? really? you get more than one? where do I get a new one? because really, there's nothing like that first time.
"SO to going to Essen Haus, drinking 4 "Das Boot"(s) with my friends, getting into a peanut fight with a bachelor party, and waking up this morning butt-ass naked aside from the one sock on my foot."
which foot?
SO to blaring bagpipe music. ASO to random people in Milwaukee not actually knowing what the shout-outs are and therefore, not giving me one.
ASO to puking twice.
Bigger ASO to being drunken enough to consciously decide passing out on the bathroom floor would be a good idea because it was cold.
SO to using the roll of toilet paper as a pillow.
really SO controller you didn't post my shoutout about a 4 year old calling me fat? I thought being called preggers by a 4 year old was the low part of my life....now I know it can get lower.
"SO to Denny's being open 24 hours. Your creepy clientele are a never-ending source of amusement at 2 in the morning."
Hell Yeah! SO to the "Build Your Own Slam." OMG. Pancakes, eggs, bacon, sausage, toast, hashbrowns, oatmeal...whatever you want. There is a God. Thank You.
SO to kegs and cupcakes.
SO to one of the Roadrunner headlines being, "Errant Skydiver Hits Army Band...Three Injured, Two Tubas Broken"
Being a band nerd is amazing...
ASO to first time sex. You're awkward and tend to not be that great.
SO to second-time sex an hour later. It was so much fucking better once you realized it wasn't a race!
really SO controller you didn't post my shoutout about a 4 year old calling me fat? I thought being called preggers by a 4 year old was the low part of my life....now I know it can get lower.
-i'm pretty much going to post anything about inappropriate children, so i think there must be a misunderstanding...so shoutout to you getting called pregnant from a four year old
ASO to so many of the SOs being trashy and about genitalia.
-balls to that. take a lap
really SO controller you didn't post my shoutout about a 4 year old calling me fat? I thought being called preggers by a 4 year old was the low part of my life....now I know it can get lower.
ASO to you for not being able to read, check last weeks comments.
SO to my mom saying she wanted to see me in my birthday suit on my birthday.
SO to burning a large pile of plywood, a few bottles, moulding and a pair of closet doors in a huge bonfire yesterday. ASO to feeling redneck.
SO to reading "shoutout to you getting called pregnant from a four year old" as "shoutout to you getting pregnant from a four year old."
inappropriate indeed.
Huge ASO to being in a city where people read my shirt and say "Who's Bucky?"
"SO to my own personal record being an hour and twenty minutes, in more ways than one."
ASO to you for masturbating in your parents basement for nearly an hour and a half.
SO to my friend for falling asleep on my shoulder - it was cuter than cute. ASO to her drooling on my brand new shirt.
SO to british men, once you go abroad you realize all others are flawed
ASO to living in Tennessee for the summer and hearing all about how they beat us by 4 whole points in the Outback Bowl. I hate the SEC.
"ASO to you for masturbating in your parents basement for nearly an hour and a half."
Someone premies....
That said, it might be prudent not to talk smack about situations you know nothing about.
HUGE ASO to not drinking since mifflin. God please let the next 6 weeks go by fast so i can move in and get wasted!
ASO to having to visit one's parents for the summer. I fucking hate it; my parents' town is possibly one of the worst places on the planet (and surprisingly, it's one of the richest places in the nation) - fucking conservatives make me want to rip every yellow ribbon off every car and shove them up their tailpipe.
Also, ASO to 99% of humanity. I'll be honest; sometimes I actually think about inhaling a few helium balloons because the world is beginning to get too dumb for my ability to tolerate it.
SO to learning the gender of the Sax player on state street.
ASO to her continued existence on State.
SO to being at a grad party and seeing a 5 year old getting her dad beer from the keg. Way to start 'em young. She's got a future at UW for sure!
ASO to living in Tennessee for the summer and hearing all about how they beat us by 4 whole points in the Outback Bowl. I hate the SEC.
My neighbors STILL won't let me forget it. ASO to this state, NOBODY looks good in orange.
ASO to the conservative population of my city: every time i see the W '04 sticker on your bumper i seriously consider rear ending you
SO to british men, once you go abroad you realize all others are flawed.
I hope you found a Brit that's been to a dentist sometime in recent memory.
ASO to the police for putting my courtdate on my birthday...fuck the police...
SO to the article that says "super-sexy is on the way out". Does that mean that coasties are going to stop trying to dress like that and start wearing actual clothes??? PLEASE tell me it's so!!!
ASO to the creepers from Drake U. who jumped out at us on lake st. HOW THE FUCK DID YOU FIND US???
ASO to having to visit one's parents for the summer. I fucking hate it; my parents' town is possibly one of the worst places on the planet (and surprisingly, it's one of the richest places in the nation) - fucking conservatives make me want to rip every yellow ribbon off every car and shove them up their tailpipe.
...ASO to you. You really don't have to agree why our troops are fighting or even be a conservative, but you should at least, at a minimum, support the brave men and women over-seas fighting. If seeing yellow ribbons triggers your inner un-American-ness, I hear Canada is always a welcoming place (Bill Clinton, say what).
SO to learning the gender of the Sax player on state street.
ASO to her continued existence on State.
ASO to the sax player. Say no to sax.
SO to life, its way better than being dead
ASO to getting my fake taken 2 days before i turn 21. Not that i really need it anymore, but i have had that one since i was a junior in high school and it had a lot of sentimental value. I kinda wanted to frame it and put it in my room. Well at, least i got a lot of miles out of it.
SO to getting into the next bar by just going up to the bouncer and saying "i was just having a cig outside."
ASO to The Strokes all working on side projects, or in Julian's case, a shoe commercial, instead of working on an album together.
SO to the SOC for updating the shoutouts to 69 comments every week. It's happened far to many times in a row to be coincidence, so it's nice to see the SOC is just as dirty as the rest of us.
SO to staying in on a Friday night and turning SNES Super Mario World into a badass drinking game. ASO to Nintendo for making the game so damn hard when you're drunk.
SO to my grandma referring to my freckles as 'angel kisses'. Double SO to how special I actually felt after that.
do we really need a 'best of the week' post?? i mean, it's boring to read through the same ones you've already read unless you want to see if your own made it. it makes sense in the paper but......
"ASO to the police for putting my courtdate on my birthday...fuck the police..."
I fucked A police. Hope that helps.
so to my brother for getting married this weekend!
aso to the fact that he didn't invite any family members to the wedding, because my family is going to bitch about this for MONTHS.
My neighbors STILL won't let me forget it. ASO to this state, NOBODY looks good in orange.
ASO to their ugly as hell orange-white checkered endzone that I have to look at pictures of everyday at work!
SO to my grandma referring to my freckles as 'angel kisses'. Double SO to how special I actually felt after that.
You know, my mother told me the same thing about birth marks. And then I realized that my birth mark was on my inner thigh. Then I thought that all angels were perverts.
"ASO to The Strokes all working on side projects, or in Julian's case, a shoe commercial, instead of working on an album together."
-I second that... please dear god, we need more awesome music!
SO to british men, once you go abroad you realize all others are flawed.
I hope you found a Brit that's been to a dentist sometime in recent memory.
...and all Americans are dumb rednecks. way to stereotype, fatty.
"SO to learning the gender of the Sax player on state street.
ASO to her continued existence on State."
I KNEW IT.
SO to my brother for explaining the Favre situation as 'So imagine you've had a dog since you were born, and then the dog dies. You cry, and it's hard, but you grieve and get over it. Then, a few months later your dog comes back to life. This zombie dog doesn't want to live with you and your new puppy, instead he goes to live with your neighbors who you HATE. It's so awful.'
Your brother may be a genius...
SO to learning the gender of the Sax player on state street.
ASO to her continued existence on State.
ASO to the sax player. Say no to sax.
ASO to both of you. You've clearly never seen a sax player blow ... ;)
"SO to being at a grad party and seeing a 5 year old getting her dad beer from the keg. Way to start 'em young. She's got a future at UW for sure!"
SO/ASO to this perfectly describing my own childhood.
ASO to dreaming the perfect shout-out, then forgetting it after i woke up...
ASO to my aunt asking me if the wounds from my biking accident occurred as a result of heavy drinking. So you've heard a few stories about me, that doesn't make me an alcoholic.
I'm going to go get wasted now to drown my sorrows...
ASO to the SOC. I was proud of your original labels for each week. But "Gooo for it" so does not count as different from "Go for it". Disappointment.
shout out to visiting new york city and realizing we get a warped image of the east coast. i thought it was going to be infested with Towers coasties that all act/dress/eat/talk/smell/taste the same but it was actually sweet. go real coasties.
ASO to looking up heath ledger on imdb.com and the ad on the side being a picture of a bottle of pills and the ad was beating drug addiction...
ASO to Hannah Montana. It's because of you my FOUR YEARS OLD sister wanted Uggs. Uggs!
huge ASO to the person who parked about 2 inches behind me on gilman street and blocked me in. i hope you enjoyed the lovely note i left you, oh and the scratch i left trying to maneuver my way out. you had 3 feet behind you jerk!
ASO to me for realizing that my facebook will be deactivated for sorority recruitment... which just happens to coincide with my birthday. I may pay for my friends, but that doesn't mean they'll remember my big day.
SO to Dark Knight. I think I orgasmed three times in a row at that pencil trick.
oh, come on!
gooo for it, connect four!
anyone? 90s board game jingles?
ASO to the sax player. Say no to sax.
ASO to both of you. You've clearly never seen a sax player blow ... ;)
ASO to you. YOU'VE clearly never seen/heard the sax player. And her name is Joanna for anyone who was wondering. I had a chat with her one night.
SO to finding my underage alcohol stash (circa 2003) sitting empty in my closet. Instead of cleaning it up, I wrote a note:
Dear 10th grader,
Drinking SKYY blue does not make you cool. But drinking Beer 30 and generic storebought vodka does. You'll understand when you're in college.
P.S. Johnny Football Hero never got that sports scholarship. And his girlfriend had a crack baby!
SO to actually wondering if it would be going a step too far to add Jeph Jacques as my friend on facebook.
SO to reading these while at work in Cairo, Egypt. Peace in the Middle East!
"oh, come on!
gooo for it, connect four!
anyone? 90s board game jingles?"
YESSS. Oh 90s, how I love you. And retrojunk.com for keeping the memories alive.
SO to the bank teller who asked me if I was ok to drive after I got my eyes dilated at the eye doctor, wait to be watching out for the community!
SO to Bucky for attending a baseball game in my home town. You can take the girl out of Madison, but the mascot will still find her.
ASO to Bucky for break dancing on the ball diamond. What the hell?!
Huge ASO to my summer fling. You were fun until you started to call me every day. And you wonder why I stopped answering? You're bordering on creepy!
ASO to being a girl who always ends up with clingy guys.
ASO to my ex-boyfriend
ASO to feral children.
SO to me for making plans with a friend to open up a bar and saying
"It's really good that yr going to be an accountant cause I don't want another Yolanda-Selena situation."
SO to kegs and cupcakes.
SO to kegs and cupcakes.
wait just a goddamn minute...the sax player in lib mall is a woman? Huh!
ASO to the plasma place. All i want to do is prostitute my blood without dealing with your politics, ok?
ASO to having mono. My slutty ways have been tempered, but only temporarily. Watch out, boys, I'm going to be nympho-insane when I hit the bar scene again.
"shout out to visiting new york city and realizing we get a warped image of the east coast... but it was actually sweet. go real coasties."
FINALLY! we're actually a classy bunch, but all these bad dressers and dumb bitches from the 'burbs give us a bad rep! if you want REAL coastie, i hate to say it, but gossip girl is pretty close.
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