My brother in law managed to get us and his wife spectacular seats to the birds game on Thursday. I proceed to show my thanks by getting obliterated before meeting up with him, running off during the rain delay, getting kicked out of the stadium, and having to have my wife come pick me up at some random intersection in south Philly. Family gatherings will be forever awkward. Fuck me.
Never done a destination draft, but getting the gang back together for a drug and alcohol fueled day with football as the excuse is one of my favorite days of the year.
Are you saying that when you order a burger, you are at the chef’s discretion as to whether it is well, rare, or anywhere in between? Because that is insanity.
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Sad to see this happen. Been a daily reader of TFM and then PGP since it’s early days in 2011. Excited to see that’s next for these guys though.
Catch you on the flip side.
Would love to hear the worst of these stories get discussed by a sock, a cigar store indian, and vladdy putin, but alas
Right here
Micah looks like an escaped mental patient. V on brand.
If you want to sell me you TL ticket, I would be more than happy to take it off your hands
I’m going to get a long haired cat that will shed everywhere just to even the playing field. That’s how marriage works, right?
Hi Satan
Hair everywhere
Give up coffee and pick up a mild coke habit. Problem solved.
I didn’t fight any police horses though, so there’s that.
My brother in law managed to get us and his wife spectacular seats to the birds game on Thursday. I proceed to show my thanks by getting obliterated before meeting up with him, running off during the rain delay, getting kicked out of the stadium, and having to have my wife come pick me up at some random intersection in south Philly. Family gatherings will be forever awkward. Fuck me.
It’s 9:07am on September 10, 2018 and Villanova still isn’t a Philly school.
Why you gotta stunt on us like this?
Never done a destination draft, but getting the gang back together for a drug and alcohol fueled day with football as the excuse is one of my favorite days of the year.
That’s a hell of a lot of funerals, but just wait; once you hit 27-28 the weddings really start flooding in and then you’ll regret posting this.
9* not 89, jesus
I have 89 this year and 7 already for next year. Kill me.
I don’t like you.
My hobbies include being shitty at golf, watching sports, being shitty at fantasy football, memes, and drinking outside.
Are you saying that when you order a burger, you are at the chef’s discretion as to whether it is well, rare, or anywhere in between? Because that is insanity.