Yeah, Lizzie and Phil smoke the dankest shit.

Private business that technically operates as a non-profit and whose franchises accept government support for their weekly work activities. Must be nice.

They are still making these? Huh.

Damn millennial never had to worry about getting hit with one of those when the drunk uncles started a game during half-time of the NBA playoffs.

Who plays bocce on a lawn?

Correct. Not even a question.

Wait. They get paid?

Because it’s Philly and the NFL?

As long as they don’t show that neon eyesore and those racist twats at Geno’s.

Fuck Tommi, marry Ivanka, kill Casey.

Oh, the Fire. It’s so cute they are kinda trying now to not suck.

I kinda want to try this

Your username is awesome.

Agree to disagree.

Yep. Pretty sure I have t-shirts older than that.

Jeremy Piven. That fucking guy. Ugh.

That’s my favorite smell!

Umm, Mr Hockey was Gordie. Stevie Y is the The Captain.

Also, as a Wings fan that used to live in Chicago it’s pretty easy to shut them up: “So had you ever gone to a game or owned a jersey before 2010?” Another fun one is: “Oh, you have 6 Cups? That’s cute.”

His book is excellent and very candid. It’s a quick read, too.

Also, after you read his book you’ll probably want to buy him a Vernor’s and skip the beer.