What is it about March Madness that drives people to become zombies glued to the TVs, screaming and yelling as they check their brackets every five minutes? I don’t think Bob has gotten up to pee in five hours and he has recruited Kuma to be beer bitch.
If only she had opposable thumbs! I tell you, it’s a real motherfucker to have to open my own bottles.
I thought that is what the wife was for? I’m buying the Apogee sometime this week. My sister-in-law has a guy who can get it to me at cost. Waiting on the price check. Word.