I like how this blog is becoming "buck-grampa, tell us a story", "aight, lil shorts, there was this cow..." Cuz you're old.
wait what???? im old???? i hadnt noticed, i thought that 100 year birthday party was for a different jackass with a metal arm.
look, the only reason most of my stories are about the good ole days is because most of the morons i hang out with now have blackmail on me. and i have blackmail on them. we’re all doing the nuclear deterrent thing, it seemed appropriate with the russian-american vibe we’ve got going.
so i cant dish dirt on them without getting dished back.
and i like you guys just fine, but i would rather murder every one of you than let tony tell anyone the story of the three shrimp plates.
death before dishonor and all that