Thursday, August 21, 2008
We will fucking see
The games inch one day closer. The court is freshly mowed, there are now obstacles on the frisbee golf course and I have been meditating for 8-10 hours a day, preparing for the mind grueling times of the Games.
I am reserving a quarter keg of Reading at the Brew Thru for after the Games. Everyone will donate to the pot if that is ok? Fucking, run it.
War. Peace. Harmony. These are the Kirby Puckett Memorial Games.
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Quarter Keg of Reading? As in Reading premium? Fuck that! I cannot drink that shit. I'll bring some Brawndo. The thirst mutilator!
i second that. how about some fermented high fructose corn syrup instead? sounds good to me. fucking 4 teams of 3, i think we can handle throwing down 10 bucks a piece for something decent.
Dude, I fucking third that but I guarantee no one else drinks good beer. Everyone would pout about even something that is like Pale Ale. I would be fine with a pilsener but no one has taste buds anymore.
Alright cut the shit fellas, who's bringin' the orange juice laced with LSD?
Any one for Zima??
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