Remember that old SNL sketch “Fecal Matter with your host John Fecal”? No? Yeah I figured it was just me. It was a solid (heh) talk show format with a specialized host and topic. Well, we ain’t exactly doing Pod Flies Open around here, but what about in written form, maybe say like a mix between John Fecal, Jack Handey, Balls’ 25 questions, Rev’s take on Larry King, and I don’t know, my own fucked up mind? With that backdrop I present to you the twenty-eighth edition of a potentially sporadically recurring irregularly scheduled Random Thoughts with BFC! Now also (occasionally) in open thread form! If you want to make this interactive, drop a note/question/bon mot in the comments ala my old Mouth Flies Open attempt at an advice column.
- After an unintentional hiatus, Random Thoughts with BFC is BACK, baby! The links, the randomness, the musings that are clearly dated due to me starting a draft
daysweeksmonths before getting around to cobbling enough brain droppings together to be worth sending out tothe worldDFO. The feature that youforgot aboutknow and love and bolsters my 20%-joking argument that I’ve self-diagosed adult onset ADHD. It’s the comforts of the offseason that keep us warm until football’s warm embrace returns in the fall. - HAPPY LEAP DAY! Or is it Leap Night? Either way, enjoy this one day a year where February is even weirder, and I’m an idiot for not realizing until this year that presidential election years are also leap years.
- I’m not going to go on a rant about the 2024 Presidential election…yet. I will, but just know that I hate it more than Jerry Jones hates integrated schools.
- By “it” here I don’t even mean the fact that no one has any enthusiasm about this election, I mean I hate the false equivalency and memory-holing plaguing this country. But again, I said I wouldn’t go on a rant yet so….football?
- A belated congratulations to the Kansas City Chiefs for being slightly less hateable than they were during the regular season. And winning the Owl, I guess.
- Only one person killed in their parade shooting, that’s how you know the state of Texas isn’t back to winning championships.
- Is it time to check in on the other QBs drafted ahead of Mahomes (and the teams that made those decisions)? Ok, twist my arm. I’m aware that this isn’t an original idea, but I don’t care.
- Mitch Trubisky. Fuck. That’s it, that’s the list.
- Other (non-QB) players drafted ahead of Mahomes were
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- Myles Garrett (defensible then and now, Defensive Player of the Year for 2024. Though it didn’t stop the Browns from Brownsing and of course it would have been cheaper to get Watson as a rookie then wait to get a hand on him after his spurt in Houston.
- The aforementioned Mitchell Trubisky.
- Solomon Thomas. If the 49ers had drafted a QB here, we never would have gotten a Purdy good Mr. Irrelevant story but sliding doors here also needed the Panthers to take CMC and not know how to keep him. Anyway, Thomas is on the Jets now, so who knows what he did in a past life to be punished. Seems especially cruel for someone with a history of battling mental health challenges to end up on the Jets.
- Leonard Fournette. Again, defensible despite RBs (non McCaffrey edition) being deemed interchangeable by GMs nowadays. Can’t say it was the key piece for DUUUUVAL given they platooned him and Horny Fourny led the Bucs in rushing in their Owl win against Mahomes and the Chiefs so….everything is connected? Sucks to suck in Jacksonville? Whatever, draw your own lessons.
- Corey Davis. Two pretty good years out of four in Tennessee, learned quicker than most that if you’re playing for the Jets, probably best to retire sooner than later. Clearly DonT would have preferred Kermit the QB here.
- Jamal Adams. Um, did the Jets Jet or did they ruin a talent? Either way, the Jets still suck, drafting Mahomes might have prevented the QAron ACL hilarity, and you can ask Seatruther fans if they think this is a game changing player.
- Mike Williams. No, not the dead one. If I was a GM, I would err on the side of NOT drafting a guy named Mike Williams. A perfectly cromulent pick and player, and Herbert is nothing to sneeze at, but….Mahomes.
- Christian McCaffrey. Oh the Bears could have stayed pat and drafted him instead of wasting picks to get Trubisky? You don’t say. Naturally the Panthers still suck but this was a great pick.
- John Ross. I vaguely remember him existing in Cincy but out of the league is a damning verdict. Oh, Bungles.
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- So there you have it, every team that drafted ahead of the Chiefs picking Mahomes in 2017 is doing amazingly well. Is the West the only region immune from doom? We don’t know shit.
- Here’s a totally sane and normal headline: “A Third of Conservatives Think Taylor Swift Is Part of a Conspiracy to Elect Biden: Poll”
- Love the idea of the GOP continuing to alienate normies by going after the most popular woman on the planet.
- Who wants more stories/anecdotes from BFC’s modes of transport? Anyone? No one? Too bad.
- Have to say, I respect United looking at their onboard movie programming and saying “if we’re gonna have Fast and Furious X, we better have Fast and Furious 9 so people know where things left off.” And they really sealed the deal by including the original Fast and the Furious for people like me that have seen none of them. Because if I haven’t seen any yet, I’m not gonna be clamoring for 2-8.
- Kung Fu Panda 3, though, without the rest of the ouvre? Questionable.
- I just got to the episode of Letterkenny where they show Professor Tricia for the first time, and HOLY SHIT. Why didn’t any of you tell me how hot she was?
- I’m pretty lucky to get to sit in the exit row a lot on flights. A few flights ago, there was an older couple in my row, and shit got a little weird. The wife was VERY concerned that she had not been adequately briefed on how to discharge her duties as the one who will save their fellow passengers’ lives in the case of an emergency. She studied the safety guide and reacted ALOUD to A LOT. Key pull quotes included “if we land in the water, I don’t think this balloon thing is gonna work” and (to her husband) “do you have anything on you that floats?” That was in addition to a rather thorough inquiry regarding what exactly to do with the door in an emergency landing and how she could possibly expected to handle the pressure of being responsible for the rescue of other passengers. She continued for quite some time to critique the plan offered in the safety guide and lack of detailed orientation/briefing/deputization from the flight attendants. “I take this stuff very seriously.” Not seriously enough to be re-seated in a responsibility-free zone, though, I see.
- Not to sound like a prude or nothing, but the smell of weed on the metro is getting overwhelming. On one of my morning commutes the smell was so pungent that I thought about moving cars, at which point I looked over and saw a dude completely passed the fuck out, fully lying down across multiple seats. And then I couldn’t help but wonder if there was a hint of fecal matter alongside the weed stank. At which point I did move cars.
- I had a bittersweet interaction with a customer service rep the other day (it was with Samsung if you must know). It was via a text interface where they actually switch from bot to human, and at the end of it, the woman said thank you for being nice to her.
- Since I gave up Twitter, I’ve spent a lot more time
enjoying lifedoom scrolling Instagram, and it’s a different category of weird shit there. - If you click that link, you’ll be remembering Angie Harmon.
- Remember when she was married to Jason Sehorn?
- I guess that would require you to remember Jason Sehorn.
- White incels LOVE to talk about how Jason Sehorn is the last white dude to start at CB in the NFL. And how that streak may come to an end this year.
- Side note: my phone tried to autocorrect incels to uncles
- Also this whole post is a fucking side note.
- Not gonna lie, I don’t love that the rando posting up all day inside the break room at the WeWork I go to has the ability to know how many times I’m taking a shit during the day. It’s too many for her to know about but not so many that I need to talk to my doctor about it (again).
- Apropos of nothing, I’m in Florida this week and as always, fuck Florida.
- That’s probably enough for me for now, so here’s a fill in the blank with which to leave you: If I have to talk about ____________ one more time, I’m gonna fucking lose it.
What’s on TV Tonight
Basketball
Lots of teams play, but I think your national broadcasts are:
Warriors at Knicks, 6:30PM DFO Time on TNT
Heat at Nuggets, 9PM DFO Time on TNT
College Basketball up the wazoo, but figure that out for yourself.
Hockey
Not gonna lie, I had no earthly idea that the season had already started. Seems way too early for hockey, no?
Avalanche at Blackhawks at 8pm DFO time on ESPN.
Baseball
If one of you is watching live Spring Training games at home on tv, let us know so we can send the nearest DFOer to your house for an intervention. Odds are that’s Fozz slapping the shit out of you, but that’s the risk you’d have to take.
Soccer
Sorry, I don’t understand what’s real or not here, so ask balls or someone else in the comments.
Aussie Football
IT’S BACK, BABY! Sydney Swans take on the Melbourne Demons in the wee hours tonight, so get that club membership and watch AFL subscription set up posthaste. The AFL is trying to make more inroads outside of Victoria and building on some recent progress by having this opening round in Queensland and New South Wales. High hopes for everyone involved, including my Giants. I probably won’t be able to catch the replays from these games til the weekend, so no spoilers til balls’s AFL beat, please. But get in the game, numbnuts!
Now…
Just finished up Wynona Earp (and a second old-fashioned) and am listening to Jar of Flies. What a fine evening!
I love old school Alice in Chains
And now I’m having freshly baked chocolate chip cookies.
NAWT an Alice in Chains fan, like, at all. Love me some grunge and other similar bands, just can’t get into them for some reason.
/get off my lawn
That’s funny because it’s the exact opposite with me. I’m not a particular fan of grunge, but to me AIC is special.
Grubauer/Ayo: 2
(Marge grumble)/WCS: 0
F
Nixon doesn’t seem like a penguins fan.
– E. Jean Carroll’s attorneys
Krappy Kraken Konquer Steel City.
THAT’S A BAGEL!!!! WHOOOOOO!!!!
Grubauer/Actual PP/Ayo: 2
“Special” teams/WCS: 0
3rd P
Grubauer/Ayo: 1
Literally everyone else: 0
2 INT
Criterion Collection cases for movies that might not make it.
https://www.somethingawful.com/photoshop-phriday/fake-criterion-cases/1/
Far as I could tell, the only point of most drinking games was to
forceencourage the hot women to get more drunk.Here’s some pics I took at our last DFO SoCal meet-up, down at Lucy’s over in my neighborhood. I brought lots of opiates that I shared freely, so a good time was had by all, especially when mixed with grain alcohol and firearms.
https://ibb.co/ccqt7Ky
https://ibb.co/7jNF1R8
I would have also played loud music
Looks like my ride is here
Oh no.
There’s a local Yinzer radio ad for the local animal rescue league using that Jesus Gets Us style.
Pets: You should get them.
I have just learned of Cream Abdul Jabbar
https://twitter.com/KySportsRadio/status/1763189868094538168
Bask in this, people. Bask in it.
Future Republican United States Senator from Indiana
Look at that pasty fat fuck go!
Ayo: 1
WCS: 0
1st Period
Ayo: 1
WCS/GumbyGirl: 0
1st INT
Super lucky. Pens should have at least 3.
Explain your alma mater, Senor:
https://twitter.com/nottherealsha10/status/1763317893201047943
It’s Madre Weaselo’s alma mater. The Purchase Panthers show up on ESPN’s site once a year to lose by *checks notes* 40 or so to LIU-Brooklyn.
Also I can’t see the link.
Yeah, for some reason it didn’t link well. Try to imagine what a poorly drawn 1980 image of a ‘Redman” mascot would look like. No, worse than that. Much worse.
Better or worse than the mangiest panther ever?
Only drawing so it’s not as mangy, but more offensive? Hoo-boy!
https://twitter.com/nottherealsha10/status/1763317893201047943
Trying the link again but for some reason it won’t show here.
FUCK!!!
Here’s a link if you want to buy it on Ebay. Please note that you will be bombarded with ads for a maid service, and not that kind of maid service either, Balls.
https://www.worthpoint.com/worthopedia/1980-big-east-basketball-first-year-416376638
Also, one drinking game I never played was ‘Devil’s Triangle,’ for the simple reason that it was never a drinking game, but rather a euphemism for a menage a trois with two men and one woman, something one would might rather not concede during a hearing before one’s approval to a lifetime appointment to one of the higher offices of the land.
You do you, boo. You’re the one with the dwarf.
The only two things that disgust us about you are your chosen profession and chosen professional foobawl squadron.
Isn’t he a Yankees fan too?
He’s from the NYC area, so he gets a pass there.
We’ve been over this. I root for the Yankees because, as WCS points out, I grew up in western CT in the 70’s. The Yankees were on WPIX, channel 11, so that’s what 6-year-old me got.
The Cowboys were because one of my aunts bought me a Dallas jersey, (55, Leroy Jordan) for Xmas when I was about 7. Never followed football before, rooted for them ever since. My brother got a Franco Harris jersey the same Xmas and he’s been a Yinzer ever since.
I actually just bought my brother a new Harris jersey from the NFL shop for a birthday. Since it was official it was from Fanatics, and the quality of the shirt that showed up goes a long way towards explaining my hatred of Fanatics.
Seriously, buy knockoffs, people.
Based on publicity from the City of Phoenix itself its modern day origins stem from a bunch of former Confederates who had to divert water from the get-go, when there were dozens of them, so fuck the whole place right back into the dry hole it crawled out of.
https://www.phoenix.gov/pio/city-publications/city-history
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4PYt0SDnrBE
Oh, I played Kings!
How did you play that?
It was many moons ago, but I remember it involved a deck of cards and each card had a different rule.
Well, first you get really good at hockey, then the Los Angeles Kings draft you…
Yadda yadda yadda you back up Igor Shesterkin on your childhood favorite hockey team
Kings cup. 1 cup in the middle of a fanned out deck of cards. Every card had a different rule. Ace was a waterfall etc. If you drew a King you poured in some of your drink to the cup. Last king drank it. We also alternately ditched the cup and played never have I ever with the kings.
I don’t remember many drinking games, which should tell you how very bad at them I was, but I remember a rule in one that you couldn’t point at anyone with your finger, it had to be your elbow.
There was one called “Buffalo Club” that was similar; if you were in Buffalo Club and someone yelled “Buffalo Club” and you were holding your drink with your right hand, you had to pound it.
https://www.reddit.com/r/penguins/comments/1b3gmhq/my_brother_is_at_the_krakenpens_game_tonight_and/
Sometimes, the internet is used for good.
Funnily enough Senorita Weaselo just texted me that her brother got Ray Chen’s autograph on his copy of the Tchaikovsky Violin Concerto for the same reasons.
Which beats me giving him dap after starting bits of Scottish Fantasy on an up bow, which was cool.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ymNfSJaRmrs
I loathe heights.
https://youtu.be/ymNfSJaRmrs?si=vDv3BMJokjfykOtj
The only drinking game I ever really took part in was beer pong.
When I was on, I was actually pretty fucking good. Although, beer pong is to WVU like Pitt is to eating shit, so you had to get good.
I played flip cup occasionally,
but, I could take or leave it. I never bothered to learn anything else.
Other college drinking games I recall:
1). Century Club. 100 shots of beer, 100 minutes. Sounds easy, until you do the math and realize it’s 8+ beers in 1 hour 20 minutes. You’re gonna heave. I got it the second time. I did throw up late but ran back in and chugged a beer to rejoin the game. Like George Brett’s pine-tar bat HR, I’m not sure it should have counted, but it did.
Fun fact, my then-girlfriend nearly broke up with me over my determination to finish that game, and in retrospect she’d have been right to do it.
2). Asshole. This was a card game, minimum of 4-players. Everyone drew cars, top two cars were President and Vice-President, worst was asshole, second worst shithead. If there were more than 4 people everyone else was just in the middle. Asshole had to do whatever anyone told them to, President could make anyone do anything he told them to. There was card swapping involved, obvious goal to get rid of your cards first and be the President.
This game could go south really fast if the President was an asshole, much like the US in 2024. Great game if your goal was “get really hammered and then get in a fight”
3). Cardinal Puff. I have no idea what the rules of this game was. It was very ritualistic. There were a series of moves you had to make while intoning “here’s to the Cardinal Puff etc. etc.” three times. At least one of the guys playing had to be a recognized cardinal. If you made a wrong move you had to drink. Like a lot. I don’t think I ever got to even the second round and to this day have no idea what rule I broke.
Eventually I found out that it was more fun chasing girls than it was getting knee-walking drunk and trying to beat someone to death with a cinderblock because they kept calling you ‘asshole’ over and over again. I like to think that was maturity.
Asshole can still be highly entertaining
You need the right group of people. We had one guy who always went too far.
Every group did, which is one reason why I never played.
It’s definitely why I stopped.
Even when sober, like when we played it high school.
I’ve actually never played it as a drinking game.
How has no one mentioned flip cup or fingers?
Was Fingers the game with drumming hands on the table and then some designated person touched their nose, last person to touch had to drink?
I remember a game like that. I don’t think I ever played flip cup.
No
Wow, it’s almost like I don’t have great memory for drinking games.
I wonder what that correlation could be?
That’s Thumper
grumble grumble your mom and i played a game of fingers last night grumble grumble
I tried doing Century Club when I had a cold. I made it about thirty oz. in before I puked.
Here’s a WSJ article (no paywall) on the worst NFL teams to play for, based on day-to-day working conditions, such as facilities, meals, transportation and lodging, family matters, etc. it’s based on an NFLPA players survey.
It’s no surprise that the Washington Commanders scored the worst overall. But what’s really surprising is the second worst team: The Kansas City Chiefs
https://www.wsj.com/sports/football/nfl-combine-players-report-card-washington-commanders-chiefs-066ad724?st=ll37mp43v63wbnq&reflink=desktopwebshare_permalink
I’m gonna go with a classic:
If I have to talk about how I’m not angry one more time, I’m gonna fucking lose it.
You’re not mad, just disappointed.
When did Powerpoint become so fucking awful? Even selecting something is a chore. I’m making a deck for an interview tomorrow (and I actually prefer preparing stuff in advance and having a shorter overall interview to the typical 4 hour panel, so not complaining about having to work on this, just the tools) and my urge to kill is at the highest point in the past year or so
Ever since Microsoft moved office to a subscription model and moved everything to the cloud
WHY DOES IT NOT LET ME CLICK TO INSERT TEXT? WHAT THE FUCK ELSE WOULD CLICKING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE TEXT WHEN I HAVE THE TEXT BOX SELECTED EVER POSSIBLY MEAN I WANTED TO DO??
If I have to talk about ____________ one more time, I’m gonna fucking lose it.
why restaurants give you that shallow plastic tray with the check if they don’t want to be paid in fresh cum
Like Jesus said, keep explaining your beliefs even if people don’t wanna hear it.
Cum depreciates faster than boats. Sad but true.
If I have to talk about my extended warranty one more time, I’m gonna fucking lose it.
That squirrel has better lateral movement and is quicker in coverage than Sehorn ever was.
I think I played Quarters three times while at university and that’s my whole drinking games career. Not for me. This “I win, YOU drink” seems like perverted Puritan crap.
I was always good with the hand eye coordination, so I loved quarters. However, I felt the same as you. The concept of “winning” by punishing other people was stupid.
What I did was, after I sank the quarter, ask the table who wanted to drink. Invariably, someone would volunteer.
Balls of Steel: humble Quarters ringer
That’s résumé worthy fo sho
In college I was fantastic at quarters. Distance, off a table, off the nose, off the elbow, didn’t matter: I was going to win.
Tried bouncing quarters with my son and his friends a few years ago and I couldn’t hit the water if I was throwing from the high tide line.
I was always partial to playing the Clue movie drinking game. Some highlights include:
Yelling “The Cook!” whenever she is on screen and drinking
Toasting to a new charachter when they are introduced.
Drinking every time someone looks at Yvette’s chest.
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I played the Big Lebowski drinking game. This was a poor life choice as I had previously been drinking, and my drink of choice was my take on a Commie Bastard, the Volt Tackle.
A Commie Bastard is Mountain Dew Code Red and vodka. The Volt Tackle (name never codified) was Mountain Dew Voltage and vodka.
I threw up about 45 minutes in and went to bed.
Definitely ate too many cookies for desert.
THIS JOSH HART I CALL HIM A CLASSIC CHILDREN’S BOOK BECAUSE ALL HIS FRIENDS ARE DEAD.
/Yes I know Brunson’s playing tonight
Best drinking game I ever played was “Blackjack With Rules”. 4 players and everyone would take turns dealing. The losers of each round had to take a drink and the winner made a rule. Among the rules we made up-
-you can’t say ‘fuck’
-Debbie has to be called Wilma
-the word ‘drink’ can’t be used
-if you get a 2 of spades you have to show it
-you have to ask permission to go to the bathroom
/as the rules pile up and folks get more intoxicated it becomes a hilarious shitshow
We had to start doing that with our dog. Little bastard was going outside, standing on the stoop and then coming in like he deserved 8 biscuits.
Our dog has something of a rate sheet for treats. She’ll do any of her tricks (roll over, lay down, shake, gunshot/play dead, hoop) for a Charlie Bear, but that’s not enough to get her to go into her crate for bedtime, or to go into the yard if we’re going to be leaving the house. That takes a more premium treat.
If I have to talk about Releasing the Kraken one more time, I’m going to fucking lose it.
Not really.
You’ve got some time before faceoff.
Good. They’re serving free wine until puck drop..
Who signed the puck?
Ex-Kraken and current Bruin Morgan Geekie. At least he was in the building Monday and took home an L.
As is custom, FAHK BAWSTAHN.
The aforementioned Prof. Tricia
Just finished a re-watch of Ken Burns Vietnam War. I forgot how awesome the soundtrack was on that documentary.
Obligatory Fuck Kissinger (among other ghouls that got us/kept us involved there)
Did we win this time?
Ooh, that just gave me an idea, gotta jot this down.
Robert McNamara’s numbers suggest we won sometime in mid 1965
The Vietnam War had a lot of fathers, going all the way back to the end of World War II, Mao’s revolution, McCarthyism, Robert McNamara and JFK’s Whiz Kids, Lyndon Johnson, the Joint Chiefs of Staff, the military industrial complex, etc etc.
But if you read Dr. Lewis Sorley’s biography of General William Westmoreland, you begin to realize how he was probably the least equipped soldier to be essentially running that war, and he never should have been promoted above division commander. It’s frightening when you see the facts.
Sorley is a West Point graduate and professor at the Army War College, and he doesn’t take any cheap shots at Westmoreland; he meticulously cites every point in his book, yet he absolutely disassembles him. He never insults Westmoreland’s honor, nor should anyone; Westmoreland was never dishonorable, he was just in way way over his head but he never seemed to realize it. He was planning on winning the war and then becoming President, just like his hero Ike.
Here is Sorley giving a presentation of his book’s themes. After watching this I read the book. It is probably the best biography I’ve ever read.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q6LR-UJsYRc
Burns somewhat mentions that fact, and quotes other people in MACV that felt Creighton Abrams should have been in charge since day 1.
Also based on the last episode, This is my next book. Whenever I can find a copy
We were never going to win in Vietnam. Ever. The whole thing was a pointless shitshow against the advance of Communism. “Oh no, if Vietnam falls then we’ll lose Cambodia! and Laos!”
Aw gee, shit, fuck, what’re we gonna do without them?
You think my Dad got drunk in a bunch of shitty Saigon bars so 50 years later his son could hit up Vietnam twice a year for replica hockey jerseys?
I mean, I hope he did, because that’s exactly what happened.
Holy shit he is ruthless in his criticism of Westmoreland.
As far as I know that episode is the only episode where Professors Tricia shows up.
And boy howdy did she show up.
Indeed. That was quite the episode.
Having rewatched the series fairly recently I have to say that Roald is probably my favorite supporting character. So many great throwaway lines.
Agreed. Roald is great!
STU-ART
Oh, and I wrote this days ago, hence no reference to the news that Mitch McConnell won’t seel reelection to be Senate GOP leader. I’ll consider a eulogy for his time as HBIC, but sure as shit not this week.
“If I have to talk about VIRGINITY one more time, I’m gonna fucking lose it.”
– Russell Wilson, on his wedding night
Just back from a bowling alley in Florida, and they had a beer pong game in the arcade.
Wat.
I don’t hang out with college kids much these days, but from what I can tell Beer Pong is the *only* drinking game that people play anymore. I think that is absolutely tragic. Some of the most fun drinking games we played were ones we invented ourselves, like the way Brett Kavanaugh invented that variation of quarters that he testified to Congress was called a “Devil’s Triangle”.
Nobody watches the classics anymore
https://youtu.be/uEDNNpqK_tI?si=J59D8ith9ZR38WMf
I think the last drinking game I actually played was the Thunderstruck game on New Year’s Eve in Boston a number of years back.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TTGHzQAxeiE
I would have loved that game back in college/law school.
These days I’d likely be dead before they got to the main part of the song.
There’s a magic number of people that you cannot play with because if you do someone gets stuck with both long solos and, as you say, dies.
I played beer pong with one of my friend’s kids, (I refused to chug, pointing out that, unlike them, I had things to lose if I got a DWI), and their are so many goddamn rules and variations that it’s about as much fun to play as it is to do your taxes.
Just as I gifted Balls his cover image (well actually it was his idea completely) I present to you, BFC, your potential new cover image for your weekly feature. Examine it, test drive it. The artist is the great B.Kliban.
https://ibb.co/ns0mw38
Do you not like the picture of my meat?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AjQuZfkU1jI
More than just a rhetorical question.
Wasn’t it conceived as a transportation hub? Would like to hear Blaxx weigh in on this though.
50 minutes? Get the fuck out of here.
If I have to talk about ____________ one more time, I’m gonna fucking lose it.
I’m lucky in that, if I don’t really want to talk about anything, I don’t do it. Not even at work.
I don’t talk about most things because I don’t care about most things that most people talk about. It’s not that I’m incapable of caring (I’m very capable of it) it’s just that I don’t waste my time caring about things that are actually issues intended to manipulate me into caring about things that do not need me caring about them.
I miss Jay Cutler
/Jay rolls over
//squints slightly
///licks hand
////drifts back to sleep
/the Favres at home
Brett: “Hey Dee, Longwood is playing Gardner-Webb right now!”
Deanna: “Cool. Tell me more about this ‘Long Wood’ team.”
Brett: “Well, they…” [gives Deanna the side-eye, takes a long sip of Bud Lite]
Deanna: [chuckles to herself quietly]