http://highschoolsports.oregonlive.com/game/score/1140292/Ok Babes, I'm going to this game all by myself if I have to, with my hip flask full of Maker's and my innately lecherous fixation on high-school field-based romance turned up to FULL VOLUME. This is supposed to be a "good" game! We can eat a Costco pretzel from the snack bar, watch the cheerleaders dance to a probably amazing remix of something involving The Cataracs -

- at halftime, throw popcorn and pour coke under the bleachers on the girls and boys who are making out; OMG. And we'll watch Friday Night Football. Meet at my place, The Oak Street Building, 6:30pm, then go over. They don't f*** around with the kickoff time, and I am not missing one cheer. Wear warm things like gloves and beanies and bring your own flask or put mini bottles in your underwear if you're Alex Mahan.
Love,
Ryann
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What a badass.
:(
lived to tell the tale
So tell it, Owls! Tell the tale of the friday night lights!!!
I got no nostalgia for those halls.
Also: Regarding Cheerleaders. I'd like to state for the record that a theme of CHEERLEADER is about to blow up in a mellow way, in our collective vicinity, pretty soon. And that I'm the asshole who lit the fuse. Me. Blame it on me, guys, PLEASE. Just know it. Other dudes have appropriated this concept and are throwing it down first, calendar-wise but I was the jerk with the box of matches, and will be following up. Jesus what a CREEP. Necessary, however.
Devoted.