Cheers. Cheers to you. I drink alone all the time. Well, at the bar with the regulars i know, and the bartenders. They know me by name. So I guess I’m not really alone.

Whoa whoa... I didn’t say it was bullshit. That’s just taking it too far now. I mean if you are going to broadcast on social media you are getting tipsy at home, at least do it in the kitchen, whilst making a sammich, wearing an apron. I mean cmon... lets get to the brass tax here.

Going on a non sensical rant here... so when mother/women are alone having some wine, as documented by social media, it needs to be clarified and justified as to why, or how come? But if a dad/guy posts himself having a craft beer, in his lazy boy, or what have you, he is “having a drink”... the only thing I can think…

You know, I hate these fucking write ups. It always seems like these are just some level of justification for bartenders to be assholes and incompetent bastards. “Oh, didn’t spot me a fiver on the first drink that is already marked up 600%, welp, don’t expect a second drink without sacrificing your first born child…

You could publish all of the dirty letters I used to write my girlfriend in highschool. I was good. About 5 years after school, I saw her mom and she said to me “Yeah, I found some of the letters you used to write.” That was it. That’s all she said. Although she said a lot more with the deep piercing look of her sweet…

Is this the skinny white trash, I wanna look like Maklemore league or what? He deserved to lose a toof standing right in front of him like that. Sweet baby jey zoos.

I dropped that hanger on the stove skit on my kids once. They were like 6 and 8 at the time. My wife as not pleased.

God it was fun to be a Kings fan back then... *sigh*

I still have Williams jersey. Still with the tag on. My wife bought me large. Childs large. Twas a bit snug.

Am I the only one who read

Holy shit, right there with ya. I really cut back on my couple of pints at the bar on the way home. Typical pint, $4.50 ish lets say. I dont drink the $2 bud light specials during happy hour. Times 2, maybe 3 if the wife is busy after work. Plus tip. Easily $20. Maybe 2, a stretch of 3 times a week. You can see where…

I’m 37 and can still rock a pair of DC, Etnies, Adidas with the best of em... Then I have my carp shooting shoes that smell like hobo anus, and then my outdoor boots. Work shoes 2 pair, and some slippers that smell like rancid apple cider vinegar. Oh, and a pair of flip flops (do they still call them that?) that are…

I am pretty fucking embarrassed to be a human right now. I am tired of trying to think that this place will become peaceful, and fun, and that we will take care of each other. If an alien race came here and asked if I was human, I would deny it.

<braindump>Commencing my brain dump now. </braindump>

My wife is a serious empathic. She literally absorbs other peoples feelings and emotions and becomes them to some degree. At times being around too many people makes her sick and anxious. Phone call, in person, just by thinking of the person, she seriously can get ill. Myself on the other hand, cliche as it sounds, am…

If the Raiders win this weekend, you will hear the collective soaking of wet Raiders undies all over the nation.

Saddest day of my life. I thought we were going to work it out Gwen?

Uh no, I hate this fucking guy. What an asshole. Seriously.

I met this guy once and he did an immediate impersonation of dad, and just ignored me and turned his back.

The best part of this video is when she is in bed. Alone. No one else. I still have a chance. YES!