A fork of Rural Dictionary
When you're seven beers deep into a six-pack or halfway through a handle of Jack Daniels and you use the same excuse not to come in when your "on-call".
Joe knew that it was homecoming weekend and shit would be busy all weekend. He pounded his ninth Jim Beam/Diet Coke as he got called in to work to come help. Joe explained he coulnd't come in because he had been drinking, or in other words, he pulled a Tallahassee Newberry.
"Hey Eric, can you can come, we are short staffed tonight?". Eric replied with slurred speech, "Sorry Bro, I've been Tallahassee Newberrying all fucking weekend".
When you're seven beers deep into a six-pack or halfway through a handle of Jack Daniels and you use the same excuse not to come in when your "on-call".
Joe knew that it was homecoming weekend and shit would be busy all weekend. He pounded his ninth Jim Beam/Diet Coke as he got called in to work to come help. Joe explained he coulnd't come in because he had been drinking, or in other words, he pulled a Tallahassee Newberry.
"Hey Eric, can you can come, we are short staffed tonight?". Eric replied with slurred speech, "Sorry Bro, I've been Tallahassee Newberrying all fucking weekend".
When you're seven beers deep into a six-pack or halfway through a handle of Jack Daniels and you use the same excuse not to come in when your "on-call".
Joe knew that it was homecoming weekend and shit would be busy all weekend. He pounded his ninth Jim Beam/Diet Coke as he got called in to work to come help. Joe explained he coulnd't come in because he had been drinking, or in other words, he pulled a Tallahassee Newberry.
"Hey Eric, can you can come, we are short staffed tonight?". Eric replied with slurred speech, "Sorry Bro, I've been Tallahassee Newberrying all fucking weekend".