Fletch
To The Moon
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You, upset that others joke around? Say it isn't so.
Shiner Bock please!
You, upset that others joke around? Say it isn't so.
Once again the temperament of another poster in the written word escapes your understanding.
Fact is, unless it involves taco shells and ground beef, you've all but abandoned the art of jest.
But all sites need a serious side. Only the brave actually volunteer.
Bravo, Hos!
Shiner Bock please!
water is overrated.
Maker's Mark I assume.
Water is my poison, but I'll take a lemonade on occasion.But in the end, we're all brothers intertwined and invested in one team.
Differences aside, I'd buy you a beer and Hos an ice tea or non-alcoholic beverage of his choosing.
About November, the whole water theme will probably look like this:
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Where is Ginger in this photo??
Imagine if you will a hot, dry, barren wasteland of a desert that you have crawled across on hand's and knee's for the last seven months. Your hands and knees are calloused, scrapped and horrendously sore every movement sending surging blades of extraordinary pain through your tired and withered limbs - but these things pale in comparison to your thirst.
You received your first life-sustaining gush of water during the draft; albeit short-lived, but nevertheless without it you would have long ago perished. The OTA's provided a trickle; maybe a drop of water every several hours - but gazing upon that unforgiven horizon you had faith that while you could barely continue to live given an extended stay at that ****-fountain that was the OTA's, if you continued on, soon you could not just drink but swim in an ocean of blissful, cool, nurturing water. And so you bravely carried on.
Men, that is no mere mirage; we are only a week's desperate crawl away. And, no, I'm not talking about marriage, though I understand the illustration could be used either way. I'm talking about something bigger than that. At first you will stumble upon a small creek; Training Camp...but to you, after the waiting and crawling will look upon said creek as though it were a raging rapid of water. That creek will slowly form into a river that we know as Preseason. And the river, will soon return to it's maker, the ocean - the Regular Season. So crawl on soldier...the season is nigh.
Thirsty anyone?
Came for pictures of beer, left disappointed