"...a fun tournament in good ol' lexington. It will take place the weekend after april fools day so there might be a few twists in the works, who knows you might have to trade a players or ...?
Those CoMo idiots don't know shit about partying (punching/elbowing Tiff in the face twice is not partying). Therefore, their ability to declare a winner in a Party Contest is nonexistent. Every CoMo kid was in bed when our Party Contest was just heating up.
How do you declare a winner in a contest you didn't see cause you were sleeping? You talk out of your ass. That's how.
Ask them about going nuts to AWK at full blast at 5:30am. Oh wait, they wouldn't know anything about that cause they were sleeping.
The Party Contest ended in a gentleman's tie. Which is good for Cleveland, because I was ready to party for days in the name of Saint Louis, Missouri. And I agree with Nick, if Cleveland would've seen us at Waffle House and the gas station across the parking lot, they probably would've conceded victory to us (mainly, Trent).
I hated that i missed this statement "...there might be a few twists in the works, who knows you might have to trade a players or ...?" What happened was 1/2 through the tourney they made us start switching players. Alot of spirits were crushed and i only heard one team say they thought it would be fun (and they were already knocked out of the finals). If i knew that was going to happen i would not have gone. I hated it. They said "well hey, there will be grudge matches when its all over if there was a team you wanted to play against" but i wanted to get the hell out of there fast as possible after the team switching started.
I have some good vids of Trent barfing in the middle of the day. We found some weird beer named "Stack" and it tasted like wine and beer together and apparently Trent is allergic to it.
Lucky, you didnt miss anything. I sold 2 mallet heads. The switching went like this. They announced that there would be 8 final games left to play and took a break. After the break they said that each team gets to pick a person from the other side, that person STAYED with that team. The next game, if you advanced the same thing happened but the traded player could not be traded again. In the end it was a completely random team vs another random team for the "victory". It made no sense but it was all in the name of "fun". As mentioned earlier, i didnt think it was fun. It turned the tournament into a random pickup game. The day before we played pickup all day so i wasnt really hungry for that aspect of the game. I came for a tournament and got 1/2 of one.
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Kill everyone. STL will prevail.
Three people and three bikes is a tight fit in my car. Prepare to be uncomfortable.
im calling Eshotgun!
2 bikes and 2 people. I'm backing out at the last minute.
Sorry team-mate. But I am broke, and the morels might come up this weekend. Mostly cos I am broke.
You are not partying as hard as Nick, Trent, and me. Fact.
Status update: Partying HARD in Waffle House!
Trent is partying the hardest.
"...a fun tournament in good ol' lexington. It will take place the weekend after april fools day so there might be a few twists in the works, who knows you might have to trade a players or ...?
I guess I missed this in the announcement.
Actually the comosexuals were so embarrassed from loosing the party off they were trying to take STL down a notch.
Note: Partying does not include punching girls in the nose or eye, read: Floppy and Charlie!
Cleveland called it a party tie, and if they saw us on the drive back they would have conceded instantly!
Waffle House Partying rules! Lets go find some stack! The new drink of STL Bikepolo
Those CoMo idiots don't know shit about partying (punching/elbowing Tiff in the face twice is not partying). Therefore, their ability to declare a winner in a Party Contest is nonexistent. Every CoMo kid was in bed when our Party Contest was just heating up.
How do you declare a winner in a contest you didn't see cause you were sleeping? You talk out of your ass. That's how.
Ask them about going nuts to AWK at full blast at 5:30am. Oh wait, they wouldn't know anything about that cause they were sleeping.
The Party Contest ended in a gentleman's tie. Which is good for Cleveland, because I was ready to party for days in the name of Saint Louis, Missouri. And I agree with Nick, if Cleveland would've seen us at Waffle House and the gas station across the parking lot, they probably would've conceded victory to us (mainly, Trent).
I hated that i missed this statement "...there might be a few twists in the works, who knows you might have to trade a players or ...?"
What happened was 1/2 through the tourney they made us start switching players. Alot of spirits were crushed and i only heard one team say they thought it would be fun (and they were already knocked out of the finals). If i knew that was going to happen i would not have gone. I hated it.
They said "well hey, there will be grudge matches when its all over if there was a team you wanted to play against" but i wanted to get the hell out of there fast as possible after the team switching started.
I have some good vids of Trent barfing in the middle of the day. We found some weird beer named "Stack" and it tasted like wine and beer together and apparently Trent is allergic to it.
Lucky, you didnt miss anything. I sold 2 mallet heads.
The switching went like this. They announced that there would be 8 final games left to play and took a break. After the break they said that each team gets to pick a person from the other side, that person STAYED with that team. The next game, if you advanced the same thing happened but the traded player could not be traded again. In the end it was a completely random team vs another random team for the "victory". It made no sense but it was all in the name of "fun". As mentioned earlier, i didnt think it was fun. It turned the tournament into a random pickup game. The day before we played pickup all day so i wasnt really hungry for that aspect of the game. I came for a tournament and got 1/2 of one.
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well said.
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