Look at the photo below.
You’re like, “who cares,” right? or “why the hell is he posting that?”
I’m posting it to make a point. Every summer a lot of my hot female friends travel to the beach. They oil themselves up and put on skimpy little bikinis. And then they take photos of themselves.
Of their FEET, specifically. Usually facing the ocean.
We don’t give a damn about your feet. Post a boob shot. An ass shot. Anything. Just not feet. We don’t care about feet. I’m trying to post this in the month farthest removed from summer vacation, so it won’t appear directed at any one person in particular. Because it’s not. But a lot of you need to do better in 2012.
I took the pic above tonight at the Silly Goose, after I lost at poker. I finished 5th I believe. I sat in that back corner in the lounge area and put my feet up. Damn it’s the first time I’ve done that and now I’m starting to understand why my friends hang out in lounges. That was friggin’ comfortable. I brought home Paul’s Drunkass Nachos. Moody is there screaming at the TV in a game I assume Bama is going to win. They have real poker tables. Hang on, let’s post a pic.
You know what I like about the Goose nachos? There’s none of that refried beans shit like you find at Taco Bell on their nachos. Just ground beef and cheese. And jalapenos and onions. The Enchirito is pretty good, if they make it right and load it up with cheese and sauce. Just to clarify, Taco Bell has the Enchirito. Not the Goose. Although, that would be pretty cool if the Goose had it.
I’d watch the rest of the game but I’ve been forgetting to pick up one of those boxes that Comcast has been telling me to get since last February. And yet I’m still paying the bill for cable. Yay me. Going to bed now.