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see page 71can anybody pinpoint at exactly what post this became an epic thread?
see page 71can anybody pinpoint at exactly what post this became an epic thread?
Sorry he's not that good. Ultimatum time, we're UConn tell him we need a decision by whenever, if not Plan B is immediate. Screw him, can't waste time things are fluid.
spudzj6's Epic dreamThat being said, I feel like I need to be reading this thread with Explosions in the Sky music in the background, i.e. this is Epic.
They’re saying tonightI agree that he's not worth this much hair pulling. But we are talking about 3 days or so of negotiation with multiple schools. This is a very quick process. Especially if he decides tomorrow as reported.
Ok, screw this. I'm going out for a drink.
Until they say tomorrow morning!They’re saying tonight

Guys we need to do something about these uber drivers...
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I’m about to startI am already drunk.
I think there are auto refresh websitesHas anyone created a feature where I can watch Twitter and The Boneyard simultaneously, in which both refresh automatically every 3 seconds while I sit back and sip on a cup of coffee?
Has anyone created a feature where I can watch Twitter and The Boneyard simultaneously, in which both refresh automatically every 3 seconds while I sit back and sip on a cup of coffee?
They’re saying tonight
No but realistically, he can't possibly be returning to URI right? All of this smoke, it must be between Pitt and UConn. He will not be at a better spot to leave URI than right now- huge graduating class, his stock will never be higher, etc.
Definitely slow drinkers.Ok, screw this. I'm going out for a drink.
Sorry he's not that good. Ultimatum time, we're UConn tell him we need a decision by whenever, if not Plan B is immediate. Screw him, can't waste time things are fluid.
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