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Holy hell everyone we did it. We waded through the trenches in our joyless jobs and now the war is over for the next few days. The battle with our jobs is over but the battle against our livers is just beginning. Can you get a liver transplant? It would be neat to get a new one maybe every ten years or so. Whatever it is the weekend and it is going to be a gay ole time.
Tonight I have a dinner with Future Mrs. Puckflaps and her family at an undisclosed fancy restaurant in Germantown, Tennessee located by a famous BBQ place. I just perused the menu and the Tomahawk Pork Chop is calling my name right now. That mixed with a glass of wine, three old fashions, and some bread pudding is going to put me right to sleep.
An early night will be very good because Saturday is a fun and fellowship packed day. In the morning the boys will be headed down to an undisclosed golf course in Olive Branch, Mississippi and will be teeing off sometime before 8 o clock Central Standard Time. Fellowship and good times will be had. After that I’ll go home take a bath with a whiskey and then take a nap. Next I will head to an undisclosed friend’s house to eat food and watch football. At approximately 9 o clock PM Central Standard Time I will OD on fellowship.
Sunday I will sleep in to about 8 and then watch the Sunday Moring News with my queen Jane Pauley. Then I will order post mates brunch or lunch and get ready to watch the Titans tap that Jag ass. Once again Titans -9, lock of the year. After that, possibly a nap and then I will head to a warehouse in Olive Branch to help my beloved hockey team start the season two and 0. It’s going to be a wonderful weekend and I’m excite.
Winged Foot Golf Course looks like one of the top five most unfun things to do in the world. That rough is thicker than your mom when I took her to my senior prom. That rough is thicker than an entire bowl of oatmeal. That rough is thicker than your sister when she asked me to the Sadie Hawkins dance. That rough is thicker than your grandma when I dropped that sweet ass off a bingo the other week. That rough is thicker than your father when I watch him cut the grass on his riding lawnmower in those sexy tight jean shorts. “Stay home is you sick, come over if you thick” – Tom Segura.
Alright everyone have a great weekend and I hope you have the most wonderful days of your lives. I will see you soon and do not forget to Titan the fuck up at high noon on Sunday.
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