During our 2010 postseason run, I drank. A lot. The closer we got to the ‘ship, the more I drank. Me and my co-worker Dre who is a fellow Giants fanatic, would come into work in the mornings with matching dehydrated, haggard faces. And we would complain about how tiring the season was, and how the team needed to hurry up and win so that we could get some sleep and give our livers a rest. Despite the torture, we both did it again and again until we came in the morning after th

This is the second year in a row that I didn’t dress up like a ho on Halloween, and I must admit I’m pretty disappointed in myself. I did have fun being something ugly for once. My Amazon order never came in (FUCK YOU AMAZON PRIME), so I was a brat in the beginning of the night, but managed to pull something together last minute and was a fucking ball of fun by the time we left Yoshi’s. I really love the creativity that comes out to play during Halloween, swanky costumes and

I don’t twerk. I don’t even care for the word. But when Gumba tells you to twerk, not only do you twerk, you do it against a wall. #gallery-16697-1 { margin: auto; } #gallery-16697-1 .gallery-item { float: left; margin-top: 10px; text-align: center; width: 33%; } #gallery-16697-1 img { border: 2px solid #cfcfcf; } #gallery-16697-1 .gallery-caption { margin-left: 0; } /* see gallery_shortcode() in wp-includes/media.php */

Since Halloween falls on hump-day this year I found it only appropriate to write about nurses, and school girls, and french maids oh my! It’s no secret that Halloween is supposedly the one day out of the year a girl can dress like a slut and get away with it. But that doesn’t mean you have to put away the costumes once it’s November. I’ve always wanted to role-play, but never quite got the guts to. However, upon taking a poll I now know what I will dress up as once I do. Belo