Just an all-time humblebrag by Dillon there about the HOF. I don’t hate it.
As for me, I will be staying indoors watching golf and drinking whiskey and coffee, as rain is soaking the north Texas area. Try and stay dry out there, y’all.
Saturday is moving day, and not just for the Big Cat at Torrey Pines. Moving out of the solo apartment into a house on a golf course with some friends. Should save me money and give me company. Win-win.
Covering a game between two very good Texas high school basketball teams on Saturday, getting lunch with the old college roommate on Sunday. Should be a fun weekend, y’all stay safe out there.
Dang, Rachel, this hits close. Got the same diagnosis this summer after a similar experience with therapy, went on anxiety meds about a month ago. Here’s to hoping it all works out.
I cannot fathom drinking 5 hand grenades at once. I’m not the world’s greatest drinker, but I can hold my own, and three of those things put me on my ass and gave me a hangover powerful enough to kill a mule the next morning. Shouts to that person, I’m duly impressed.
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To the last guy: yeah, your piece might be infected, but at least you cashed in on the Jayhawks. Gotta call that an even trade, I’d think.
The smile on Dave’s face when that guy told him he looked 27 was so pure.
Just an all-time humblebrag by Dillon there about the HOF. I don’t hate it.
As for me, I will be staying indoors watching golf and drinking whiskey and coffee, as rain is soaking the north Texas area. Try and stay dry out there, y’all.
I just wanna believe, Brunette Elle. I just wanna believe.
Either Claire is just a common first name, or next week’s TGDAG is about to be ELECTRIC.
I think my eye started twitching at “champers.”
Saturday is moving day, and not just for the Big Cat at Torrey Pines. Moving out of the solo apartment into a house on a golf course with some friends. Should save me money and give me company. Win-win.
I’d throw Joe Cocker’s “Feelin’ Alright” in there for either the shower or the rise, but this is otherwise fantastic.
Covering a game between two very good Texas high school basketball teams on Saturday, getting lunch with the old college roommate on Sunday. Should be a fun weekend, y’all stay safe out there.
You’re a monster, deFries.
If Hooters doesn’t launch their own cryptocurrency named “TitCoin” then what are we even doing here
They have a shirt with clock faces on it called “I’m Ticked. Let’s Tock.”
I could stare at this webpage for hours.
“Now, given that I am what you would call, a drinker…”
Strong way to start off a story.
Very, very well done, Will.
But also, goddamn you.
Bad Liar is a fucking heater and I’ll fistfight anyone who implies otherwise.
Dang, Rachel, this hits close. Got the same diagnosis this summer after a similar experience with therapy, went on anxiety meds about a month ago. Here’s to hoping it all works out.
the Beatles are actually bad
Playing “My House” and Travis Scott’s “Antidote” back to back at a party during my senior year incited a near riot every time. Great column, Duda.
I’m a huge mortar and pestle guy, myself.
I cannot fathom drinking 5 hand grenades at once. I’m not the world’s greatest drinker, but I can hold my own, and three of those things put me on my ass and gave me a hangover powerful enough to kill a mule the next morning. Shouts to that person, I’m duly impressed.