I brought my lovely wife to visit my estranged father in The Bottoms this weekend.
In less than 48 hours, we had a minor altercation with his neighbors, overheard a loud disagreement regarding a potential stabbing, and took multiple trips to a bar called "The Patio" that has no patio.
All in all though, we barked with the freaks and didn't get bit. And that's a win in my book.
Word of the Day: Odious.
GOOD TRY, GOOD EFFORT. If there is one school in the world that should under every circumstance refrain from trash talking Justin Fields, it's the one that chased off the Heisman finalist and future top-5 in favor of the Bills' current third-string quarterback.