I agree. This is a good take, William. Dinner parties are dope, just have to make sure whoever is hosting actually knows how to cook something other than Kraft Mac n Cheese.
I can’t not respect the stats being put up here, but that doesn’t mean we have to respect you. Sort of like the Detroit Pistons of the 80’s. Good, but not likable.
Gonna watch some hoops and drink shitty beer tonight. Spend all day tomorrow with Dad going around to bottle shops for nice beer and then watch more hoops.
Captains Log 3/24: its 7:15 am and all is quiet in the office. I’m highly caffeinated and I can feel my brain thinking. It’s Friday and I’m ready to play this weekend.
Truer words have never been written on this site or the internet for that matter. Nothing like rolling into some bar already plastered in a tux, immediate game changer.
Todd’s rebuttal: “Remember how a few weeks ago you got your part-time job at Lulu because you said you wanted to pick up a job to pay for certain things I wasn’t willing to? Well, this is one of things. Find nirvana on your own dime.”
I know we’re all about equality and what not but goddamn Todd needs to put her in her place if she books that point house on his CC. Can’t let that shit fly, no way.
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I agree. This is a good take, William. Dinner parties are dope, just have to make sure whoever is hosting actually knows how to cook something other than Kraft Mac n Cheese.
I can’t not respect the stats being put up here, but that doesn’t mean we have to respect you. Sort of like the Detroit Pistons of the 80’s. Good, but not likable.
Going to broil some salmon with some risotto and spinach. Couple glasses of red as well.
Taking you off the wedding guest list. Tough luck, it’s gonna be a great time.
How about my wife? Also an opening there.
My last two Sunday brunches have ended with losing my sunglasses, a debit card and passing out in an uber.
Well if I find you face down on the sidewalk I’ll help ya out.
Bottomless happy hour never (always) goes well.
Gonna watch some hoops and drink shitty beer tonight. Spend all day tomorrow with Dad going around to bottle shops for nice beer and then watch more hoops.
Captains Log 3/24: its 7:15 am and all is quiet in the office. I’m highly caffeinated and I can feel my brain thinking. It’s Friday and I’m ready to play this weekend.
Only player on the planet that can play with DJ right now is Rory. Everyone else is dust.
On today’s match play betting slate:
DJ -0.5
J. Walker -0.5
Phil -0.5
Rory ML
Truer words have never been written on this site or the internet for that matter. Nothing like rolling into some bar already plastered in a tux, immediate game changer.
Just finished my first cup with a great breakfast of hash browns with 2 sunny side up eggs and 4 strips of bacon. Ready.
Witherspoon and Kidman look good for being 41 and 49, respectively.
Todd’s rebuttal: “Remember how a few weeks ago you got your part-time job at Lulu because you said you wanted to pick up a job to pay for certain things I wasn’t willing to? Well, this is one of things. Find nirvana on your own dime.”
If my (non-existent) girlfriend booked something like this on my CC I’m 100% disputing the charge.
Am I the only one who can’t really afford any sort of retreat for $2K?
I know we’re all about equality and what not but goddamn Todd needs to put her in her place if she books that point house on his CC. Can’t let that shit fly, no way.
I’m so hype right now, Billy. Just ready to dominate today.