Thursday, June 29, 2017

Because Abraham Lincoln and Perry Como.

Sorry, but Abe didn’t slay all those vampires to wind up like this.

The most dangerous drinking game ever would be to down a shot every time a woman posts a photo on Instagram in front of the bean. As a dude, I refused to be in this pic.

How have I been cutting carbs? Mostly with a knife or a pizza slicer. Deep dish at Lou Maltnati’s.

Like a boss. Only one guy in the entire ballpark had better seats for game two: the incredibly cool team photographer.

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