If I read more about Cargo Jorts without forearm reports, I am going to be mind boggled about all this shite. I need meat with my potato. I need to know mor! After all we are getting close to the big game!!!!
Just win baby! You can wear what you want when we win!
I say we win a week from Saturday! And we win out from there. The gallons of burnt orange I have drunk should have made me look like Trump. Instead I look like a desecrated desert goat. Dry and dusty.. I want some Heradura Victory juice in my koolaid!
I want my horns back. Just saying.
Fuck the whiners, fucking win! NOW! I is Surly.