We bought a foreclosure last summer that hadn’t been lived in since Barry was running for re-election. After getting the inside lined out over the winter, I’ve went full on Bob fucking Vila on that place outside. I am more exhausted than usual but, to see the progression after each project when I come home each day is pretty awesome.
Side note: My mower has a cup holder, so I usually catch a pretty nice buzz while doing “chores”.
I smell a Bristol Night Race PGP meet up. I would suggest Talladega in the fall, but that will be a weekend of remembrance for a lot of us, so I’d rather hash out who drives in circles better at “The Last Great Colloseum”.
Joey drives a Ford. But here’s everything you need to know about him to dislike him and his family in 100 words or less.
Grew up in Connecticut and was a phenom behind the wheel. His sister was an accomplished figure skater. When they moved south to Atlanta so Joey would gain more attention, his sister could not find a suitable practice facility for her craft. Bob Logano just built a world class rink, in Atlanta for his daughter to practice.
And drives the mother flipping Hooters car (on occasion). I have been a Jr. fan since his late model days, so I’m going through the same ordeal fam. I announced the Wednesday after the “announcement”, I’ll be transitioning to the 24 starting immediately.
I too, was faced with lightweight syndrome. While not the most attractive way to get back into drinking shape, I proceeded to drink a sizer of Yuengling tall boys, and a random Sweetwater duo of tall boys during the evening. Some may call it binge drinking, some may call it garden variety alcoholism. All I know is I kept it together at 2 NASCAR races one weekend, with my mother in tow (tickets and DD), and managed for her not to say “Son, straighten up” all weekend. My cooler carries 21 beers if packed optimally, and it came back to the car empty both times.
Was I drunk? Randy Travis was more sober than I. Was I a lightweight anymore? Absolutely not.
Honorable mention: Flexeril. Relieves all of my lower back pain from an abusive life on my skeleton, and it puts you down like an elephant tranquilizer.
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Mint FTW.
If I could only justify the expense…..
We bought a foreclosure last summer that hadn’t been lived in since Barry was running for re-election. After getting the inside lined out over the winter, I’ve went full on Bob fucking Vila on that place outside. I am more exhausted than usual but, to see the progression after each project when I come home each day is pretty awesome.
Side note: My mower has a cup holder, so I usually catch a pretty nice buzz while doing “chores”.
10-10-10 is all you need in most cases.
That sounds great. If you need a pontoon boat, and a good marina to party at before the track tailgate gets cranked up, I’ve got the keys.
I smell a Bristol Night Race PGP meet up. I would suggest Talladega in the fall, but that will be a weekend of remembrance for a lot of us, so I’d rather hash out who drives in circles better at “The Last Great Colloseum”.
Joey drives a Ford. But here’s everything you need to know about him to dislike him and his family in 100 words or less.
Grew up in Connecticut and was a phenom behind the wheel. His sister was an accomplished figure skater. When they moved south to Atlanta so Joey would gain more attention, his sister could not find a suitable practice facility for her craft. Bob Logano just built a world class rink, in Atlanta for his daughter to practice.
And drives the mother flipping Hooters car (on occasion). I have been a Jr. fan since his late model days, so I’m going through the same ordeal fam. I announced the Wednesday after the “announcement”, I’ll be transitioning to the 24 starting immediately.
I’m not sure why you’re getting downvoted here. I’m a big fan of the ‘lette.
I too, was faced with lightweight syndrome. While not the most attractive way to get back into drinking shape, I proceeded to drink a sizer of Yuengling tall boys, and a random Sweetwater duo of tall boys during the evening. Some may call it binge drinking, some may call it garden variety alcoholism. All I know is I kept it together at 2 NASCAR races one weekend, with my mother in tow (tickets and DD), and managed for her not to say “Son, straighten up” all weekend. My cooler carries 21 beers if packed optimally, and it came back to the car empty both times.
Was I drunk? Randy Travis was more sober than I. Was I a lightweight anymore? Absolutely not.
Anyone else think Dillon resembles a bootleg Sidney Crosby?
I always drop a Jackson for every 5 rounds. I don’t know why and it doesn’t matter how many I’m getting per round.
Cue up “Black and Yellow” on their way out just to let them know what waits for them should they survive the LOLeafs.
Honorable mention: Flexeril. Relieves all of my lower back pain from an abusive life on my skeleton, and it puts you down like an elephant tranquilizer.
Chili and Mexican cornbread at the hacienda and ripping Yuengling tall boys. Riding the storm out.
I’m thinking Loudoun County.
True Life: I wish I had more time to troll Facebook Marketplace sellers.
When people ask me why I rarely travel anywhere that is not in the South, I’ll just start using this article as a primary reference.
My ostrich boots reallllly please the “PETA” and SJW crowd, and they are the ones who say “Cool boots, what’re they made of?”.
*South side of 100
Kuch needs to be Ryder Cup captain in about 2 more cycles, right after Uncle Phil.