Gugny

Other than making no sense at all, this makes a lot of sense.

… as soon as the game starts.

Josh isn’t hurt. He’s lazy and he’s mentally weak.

Allen is a big reason we’re in 3rd place.

As long as McDermott and Beane are in town, the window is closed.

He sucks. And Beane should be fired for paying him what he is.

Air fryer chicken tenders with waffle fries.

They are not alone.

Their performance should differ from the last time they played the Bengals. I use the word “played” lucely.

People still get crabs?

I’m sure he could recommend appropriate footwear!

It's a violent game that I personally don't think humans are supposed to play.

That last play was the play that changed everything.

I only post serious facts on here. You know this.

It’s not on their menu.

If you look at their menu, you will notice that they do not call it a “Beef on Weck.” And rightfully so.

Again??

https://www.facebook.com/Rikki.Lyn1?mibextid=LQQJ4d

When I was married, I did 90% of the cooking.

I honestly don’t understand what you were trying to say in your original post. Can you try to rephrase?

Absof*ckinglutely. Beane’s second round picks don’t even count!!

Saturday was unseasonably warm and I chose to go on a short cruise on beautiful Lake George, knowing Sunday was going to be rainy and cold. I’m not sure about you, but I work Monday through Friday. I sacrifice enough Sundays watching the Bills. A couple weeks ago, I even hung out in my kitchen listening to the Bills on the radio. Those are four hours I could have been doing something a hell of a lot more meaningful. It’s just a game. I’m going to remember that Lake George cruise 10 years from now. I won’t remember any NFL game that was played this past Sunday.

Perhaps you don’t have better things to do, like finding new adventures and making meaningful memories. I was like that in my 20s. Hell, I was even like that in my 30s and 40s when I was enduring a miserable marriage. In those days, yes - Sundays were all about football. Life changes and so do personal priorities and goals. If someone wants to spend an entire day off watching football, more power to them. If I didn’t have anything better - or in this past Sunday’s case - more important, to do, then yes - I’d have parked my ass on the couch and watched football. But I did. And, thankfully, I usually do. You wanna judge? Knock yourself out.

We only park in the garage when it snows (or if it’s below zero). Once spring comes, the lawnmower, leaf blower, weed whacker, hedge trimmer, bicycles, wheel barrow, lawn fertilizer, fishing gear, coolers, power washer, etc., are in the garage until right about now (funk soul brutha). As of about 5 minutes ago, the only thing in the way of two vehicles parking inside the garage are my lawn mower and spreader (gotta get step 4 down after the leaves are gone). Everything else is either neatly stowed on shelves, down in the cellar, or out in the shed. Gave the floor a nice sweeping for the finishing touch.