Hate me but I actually lost weight this week. Maybe it was the fact that my family held me to eating only one large meal a day at a weird time. Maybe it’s the fact that I was to hungover to eat most of the past week. Maybe the seasonal depression is messing with my appetite? Either way I’m not gonna question the belly fat gods. Good luck everyone.
Trash can story reminds me of when in college, living in my fraternity house. I woke up to a poop in the top level of the mop bucket in the bathroom of the floor I lived on. Except that was a Wednesday morning. It turned out to be some sorority girls that thought it would be funny to come in drunk on Tuesday night and I guess poop in a mop bucket and steal our remote.
Knew there was something I liked about you Duda. Possibly my all time favorite show. More than anything I think it gets me excited to go out and experience the world.
Agreed, but chicken shawrma sandwiches don’t fill me up either. Hell, on nights I’m out I usually Glansberg it and eat one in the restaurant only to walk back up order two more and slump my way home like the animal I am.
When I played football as a young catholic boy we used to have to make weight. A stripe system of over a certain weight you got one stripe and more you got two (Some of you may know this). One stripe couldn’t carry the ball, and two stripes had to play line. I can’t remember the exact details. But anyways I was always on the boarder so to make weight my dad and the other coaches would take us to the local Y where they had a sauna in the men’s locker room. That was my induction to the men’s locker room, old dudes’ balls down to their knees sitting next to us kids, or just walking around the locker room in the buff. Looking back on it now, I don’t think I’d let me kids stay in there with old naked dudes. Different times I guess?
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Google got me almost. And reminded me that I sincerely miss Anthony Bourdain in this world.
In on this take actually, man am I easily persuaded.
Hate me but I actually lost weight this week. Maybe it was the fact that my family held me to eating only one large meal a day at a weird time. Maybe it’s the fact that I was to hungover to eat most of the past week. Maybe the seasonal depression is messing with my appetite? Either way I’m not gonna question the belly fat gods. Good luck everyone.
Jambalaya underrated cold weather comfort food.
ZAAA RAANCH
Trash can story reminds me of when in college, living in my fraternity house. I woke up to a poop in the top level of the mop bucket in the bathroom of the floor I lived on. Except that was a Wednesday morning. It turned out to be some sorority girls that thought it would be funny to come in drunk on Tuesday night and I guess poop in a mop bucket and steal our remote.
Knew there was something I liked about you Duda. Possibly my all time favorite show. More than anything I think it gets me excited to go out and experience the world.
Nothing really beats a Chicago dive bar in my book
Agreed, but chicken shawrma sandwiches don’t fill me up either. Hell, on nights I’m out I usually Glansberg it and eat one in the restaurant only to walk back up order two more and slump my way home like the animal I am.
If you wanna peep my peep at the urinal next to me, that’s on you homie. Enjoy the show.
As in not drinking as much when you go out or drinking fewer days in the week?
Man, that Ciara has a dick rumor was really far reaching so was the Manson removing his ribs to slob on his own knob.
State, you know what I meant.
That sate game was a close one Duda
When I played football as a young catholic boy we used to have to make weight. A stripe system of over a certain weight you got one stripe and more you got two (Some of you may know this). One stripe couldn’t carry the ball, and two stripes had to play line. I can’t remember the exact details. But anyways I was always on the boarder so to make weight my dad and the other coaches would take us to the local Y where they had a sauna in the men’s locker room. That was my induction to the men’s locker room, old dudes’ balls down to their knees sitting next to us kids, or just walking around the locker room in the buff. Looking back on it now, I don’t think I’d let me kids stay in there with old naked dudes. Different times I guess?
Listened to it. Shared the same view on the Pati Baggies so I cut my liner out. Fucking fantastic, highly recommend.
Eric, man. C’mon.
Big abort mission button slap to PukeDick Girl™
Well let’s be honest. If they do fuck up your haircut, what’re they gonna do about it? Put the hair back on your head?
Big yikes Duda, gotta roll with the punches. You played it right though.