Grab Two Beers And Meet Me In the F'ing Unknown: Don't tell Jill....

/*Nothing to see here*/ Grab Two Beers And Meet Me In the F'ing Unknown: Don't tell Jill....

Tuesday, September 27, 2005

Don't tell Jill....

There have been exactly two pics posted of Garrett on the blog now (three if you count his sky mall photo shoot) and in both, the G was found in a compromising position with a dashing, tan young man. G...is there anything you need to tell us?

6 Comments:

At 11:02 AM, Anonymous said...: I swear I thought that was chick with small boobs and tube socks stuffed in her crotch.
At 12:10 PM, Garrett said...: that is awesome!! who gave that to you? I show that to jill all the time and remind how much of a stud I am. and remind her that I am not really gay
At 1:33 PM, Anonymous said...: Put down that flag you hellbound heathen sodomite!
At 1:34 PM, Anonymous said...: George, will you EVER shut the hell up?
At 4:01 PM, Nate said...: drew you commie
At 4:41 PM, drew said...: nate,
so quick to assume its me...
you anti-dentite bastard

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You might find the name of this blog a bit strange, however it makes perfect sense to a small and tight-knit group of friends who often find now that college is over and they have all moved on with “life”, the only time that all their paths cross again is at weddings. The title of this blog is not only a tribute to a wild, intoxicated night spent being pursued by a butchy park ranger in the backwoods of the WA (aka the "f'ing unknown) during a certain bachelor party, but also a tribute to life in general. It may be an “F’ing Uknown” but if we all make a point to grab a couple beers and meet up every now and again, we will get through it ok.

Grab Two Beers And Meet Me In the F'ing Unknown

Tuesday, September 27, 2005

Don't tell Jill....

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