You guys would be so proud of me. I can hang!
We are in Cleveland for the Browns' game...and we just back from the bar, and you would not know at all that I am all of 31 years old. So if 30 is the new 20, then I am just reaching legal, right?
Bill and I are here with our friends Andy and Tommy of the Ruppe clan, and things are definitely breaking down because we have had a bit of beer. Andy has no shirt on, and both of them microwaved paella in plastic cups that melted a little, and they are now drinking said paella because we have no forks.
This is class, ladies and gentlemen. I know you wish you were here!
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And you can even drunk blog without making typos! Bravo!
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