Lovely bachelor in his early 20's grew up as a suburban "country" boy, graduated from a state school in Pennsylvania, and now lives in the concrete jungle otherwise known as NYC.
I’m not gonna lie I graduated last December, and I remember my first time going back in April (to see all my brothers that still didn’t graduate) and most of this article crossed my mind at some point in time that weekend. Nothing worse than trying to live up to who you used to be – aka taking too many shots.
I am a complete health nut. I eat high protein meals, and a salad with every vegetable imaginable for lunch everyday. I spend nearly 2 hours after work every day at the gym, Saturday mornings I spend in the gym instead of hungover in my bed. Its a great life, I personally love it.
With that being said, I don’t make other people have to see my progress by posting about my workouts on social media and stuff. Plain and simple those people suck and more times than not they’re taking pictures right after they work out when their muscles are full of blood and pumped up.
You can’t say “I don’t snoop” and follow it up with “just figured I’d look through his phone”. To all you ladies out there that pretend to tell yourself this same thing – you basically are a snoop. Plain and simply and no man likes that.
With that being said, no man should have anything to hide if they’re being true to their woman.
As someone who lives on the Queens/Brooklyn border, this article rang home all too well. I would take a foot of snow over 2-3 inches mixed with rain that equals “slush”.
Yeah Hurricane Sandy flooded just about every subway station in NYC, cut off long island from the world (they basically already are), and appeared that Poseidon was finally going to reclaim Staten Island / New Jersey beaches. While 4 inches of snow can be plowed off the road, shoveled off sidewalks and driveways, and melts in a reasonable amount of time.
This entire article is exactly the reason why I like watching Seattle play. Pete Carroll has created the anti-Belichick locker room where he actually allows his players to speak their minds and be themselves.
Yes Sherman did mouth off and put some of the attention on himself instead of his teammates win, BUT when you make that game ending play after Crabtree publicly called him out (http://tracking.si.com/2014/01/20/richard-sherman-michael-crabtree-charity-fight/) at a charity event. I have no problem Sherman backing up his ego and embarrasing Crabtree.
Finally, as a diehard Eagles fan I feel sorry for anyone who has to bash and hate on a passionate fan base just because you and your fellow fans root for your team in a different fashion (See: Band-wagoners).
My dream job.
I’m not gonna lie I graduated last December, and I remember my first time going back in April (to see all my brothers that still didn’t graduate) and most of this article crossed my mind at some point in time that weekend. Nothing worse than trying to live up to who you used to be – aka taking too many shots.
Every time I think of Miller Lite it image of four 40-something year old’s trying to be cool at a college game tailgate.
I am a complete health nut. I eat high protein meals, and a salad with every vegetable imaginable for lunch everyday. I spend nearly 2 hours after work every day at the gym, Saturday mornings I spend in the gym instead of hungover in my bed. Its a great life, I personally love it.
With that being said, I don’t make other people have to see my progress by posting about my workouts on social media and stuff. Plain and simple those people suck and more times than not they’re taking pictures right after they work out when their muscles are full of blood and pumped up.
You can’t say “I don’t snoop” and follow it up with “just figured I’d look through his phone”. To all you ladies out there that pretend to tell yourself this same thing – you basically are a snoop. Plain and simply and no man likes that.
With that being said, no man should have anything to hide if they’re being true to their woman.
My hometown triple A team.
I’m that co worker that brings it up.
This just wasted a good 30mins at work.
As someone who lives on the Queens/Brooklyn border, this article rang home all too well. I would take a foot of snow over 2-3 inches mixed with rain that equals “slush”.
Step 4: Stop driving like a metropolitan asshole slamming your foot on the gas / brake.
Slowly edge into the gas pedal, lightly tap the breaks well before you need to stop.
Yeah Hurricane Sandy flooded just about every subway station in NYC, cut off long island from the world (they basically already are), and appeared that Poseidon was finally going to reclaim Staten Island / New Jersey beaches. While 4 inches of snow can be plowed off the road, shoveled off sidewalks and driveways, and melts in a reasonable amount of time.
I wonder if its TSMHotPiece
Write sober, edit drunk??
This could not be more accurate. Can we make this a mandatory tutorial for every female signing up on Tinder.
Considering I’m 6’6″ I don’t think it would physically work with any girl under 5’6″.
Actually they seem quite affordable.
I would of pulled up to his house on my snowmobile if I had seen this at the time.
We all know that one guy from #13. Our Fraternity alumni would always preach to us how the mid 90’s at our school was the wild west of partying.
West Chester University of PA – Go Rams (#76)
http://universityprimetime.com/school/wvu/article/top-100-party-schools-of-2014
^ Incredibly accurate.
This entire article is exactly the reason why I like watching Seattle play. Pete Carroll has created the anti-Belichick locker room where he actually allows his players to speak their minds and be themselves.
Yes Sherman did mouth off and put some of the attention on himself instead of his teammates win, BUT when you make that game ending play after Crabtree publicly called him out (http://tracking.si.com/2014/01/20/richard-sherman-michael-crabtree-charity-fight/) at a charity event. I have no problem Sherman backing up his ego and embarrasing Crabtree.
Finally, as a diehard Eagles fan I feel sorry for anyone who has to bash and hate on a passionate fan base just because you and your fellow fans root for your team in a different fashion (See: Band-wagoners).