I was just asked for a massage and promised a “happy ending”.Just ate a ribeye. Watching UFC. Trying (and) failing to play grab ass with my wife. Probably end up rolling around in my bed with the 8 Tucker shirts I ordered from Manny's...alone...but fulfilled.
Forgot to add the Terrell’s chips. Last bag left at the beer store. Everything else was some Saratoga kettle cooked crap. Give me the Syracuse staple!Empire State of Mind NE IPA’s and a backyard fire.
Under promise and over deliver or over promise and under deliver...
Crawfish? You man enough to suck the head?Seafood boil. Beers.
What a memory for them. Well done, dad!Just got home back in CT and am celebrating with some vodka. Was a dry day for me at the dome as I was with kids and was driving home after. Worth it. My voice is already hoarse. Kids passed out in the car. A+ day despite the long drive home.
I’m in for car bombs and blue lights literally anytime my friendFor my wellbeing I’m gonna relax and just bask in this.
But because my first instinct was to b-line to Kitty Hoynes and show some car bombs, blue lights and heartburn the meaning of haste… interested to hear from you guys. Feels good!!
They do call it whiskey d*—.Started with beer. Moved onto Elijah Craig small batch, in my block S whiskey glass.
Probably an unhappy wife in the morning, but she knew what she was getting into.
They do call it whiskey .