Fattest Tuesday Ever!
I got off work at 10 pm, picked up my friend Jake, we got two buckets of Twix and Snicker flavored ice cream, went back to my house where Matt and Mai were watching Cartoon Network, ate the ice cream, made some pizza, and then had some beer. Ah, the sweet sugary pain of being underage on Fat Tuesday.
Is it ironic that the day before the month of Lent begins is traditionally a drunken orgy of gluttonous pleasure-seeking?
Ah, the sweet sugary pain of being religious. So I hear.