I’m taking his route.  Retiring from my corporate job.  I feel great.  And I’m sure he does too. 

C.B. Phone Home.

When I was fetching breakfast from the clubhouse for the Pro when I lived in California as a teen....I drove a cart at full speed into one of those stone barriers in the middle of a path that wasn’t supposed to be driven on by carts.

I vote as if I’m a receptionist at an ER waiting room and the level of restraint I would need to not burst out laughing while have announcing to one of these names (without seeing beforehand) with a room full of people that are obviously in some sort of trauma. Anything to get you through the day!

Heard the call of the back and forth on the car radio.

McGregor: Hey man, leave me alone.

I’d like to think that there’s some other students sitting off to the side of this. Just like I’d be and not worry about fitting in.

This sounds like someone I work with that shames me on my Excel Spreadsheet skills.

1 one thousand, 2 one thousand, 3 one thousand, 4 one thousand. Set.

Goddamn that rivalry was so awesome. 

Thanks for the update.  I’ll now know how to address Marks when I visit next month.  Doing God’s work, sir!

+1

Might be late to the party...but...

Evidently the honeymoon suite treated you guys well!

I’m sure your mother feels the same way about living in her basement.

Did you guys book the honeymoon suite tonight?

Thanks, Captain Obvious!

Yea, so Butler doesn’t want Thibs. The powers that be should have just fired him.

I had a tick once on my scalp when I was 9. Folks took me to the E.R. The nurse proceeded to take a bunsen burner to a q-tip and then proceeded to scorch that tick outta my head. By they way, the scar is still there as a 40 year old. This was in New Jersey and I still dream about that hot nurse. 

But...But..she was wearing yoga pants and took me to get a burrito...