MY TEAM JUST WON. THATS RIGHT. WE SLAUGHTERED THOSE DAMNED OTTERS. WE SOLD THEM TO EUROPEAN FUR TRADERS.
Anyways, because I had an amazing, talented, handsome, intelligent pick 6 - we celebrate with cheese. Literally. My GMs are forced to eat cheese. I don't care how much they ate today. They could've just sat down and eaten dinner with their partners and spawn. I could care less. They're gonna stuff their faces with cheese until they got bellies like Santa. They're gonna have a cheese baby. Wine too. Why the hell not. It's gonna be great.
In addition to my festivities, we were also graced by a legendary @Brad Woof performance where he dropped THREE fat touchdowns on those stupid river rodents heads. That is one good dawg. He's eating too. Steak for dinner. Ice cream. Cottage cheese. Peanut butter. Everything a dog can want. We all eating. Everybody eats. Except those GOT damn otters. LETS GO HONOLULU. FIRST STEP OCO, NEXT STEP ULTIMUS!
Anyways, because I had an amazing, talented, handsome, intelligent pick 6 - we celebrate with cheese. Literally. My GMs are forced to eat cheese. I don't care how much they ate today. They could've just sat down and eaten dinner with their partners and spawn. I could care less. They're gonna stuff their faces with cheese until they got bellies like Santa. They're gonna have a cheese baby. Wine too. Why the hell not. It's gonna be great.
In addition to my festivities, we were also graced by a legendary @Brad Woof performance where he dropped THREE fat touchdowns on those stupid river rodents heads. That is one good dawg. He's eating too. Steak for dinner. Ice cream. Cottage cheese. Peanut butter. Everything a dog can want. We all eating. Everybody eats. Except those GOT damn otters. LETS GO HONOLULU. FIRST STEP OCO, NEXT STEP ULTIMUS!