From the land of Captain Obvious:
Clay Aiken: “I’m Gay”
This is as shocking as Hugh Hefner proclaiming he had sex this week, or that I have not.
The battle lines have been drawn.
The competition more fierce then a fart after finishing off your third plate at Don Pablos (or On the Border).
It’s the Pub Olympics, drunks representing two countries and several states are gathering at the Tyler James Pub in Phoenixville, PA to provide the mightier liver rules the day.
Despite the Terminator missing a limb due to a training accident while practicing for the eraser shuttle run at night after school, the defeat for Team Otis shall be swift as a las vegas hooker with the McDonald's french fries sized leg width snatching your wallet.
Hope to see you all there.
And no I won't be on my best behavior, bring prop bet money, jokes, and smiles. Be heavy with the smiles.