Viva la Jager!
An alcoholics account of good times, great friends and what we find along the way
Friday, May 8, 2009
Jager what? Jagermiester who...?
I found my self drinking a little too much Jager while stumbling around my back yard (actually it was my neighbors and i just thought it was mine) when all of the sudden i realized that i was clueless about 3 things: what Jagermiester means, how i got so wasted and who took off all my clothes... So when i finally woke up i did a little research and with a little help from my friends over at the bachelor guy i found all the answers...
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