The main source for this is the Irish Sun, which is the Irish version of the National Enquirer. I'll believe it will happen when an official announcement is made.
If you have never had the opportunity to experience Disneyland with your girlfriend and her kids, let me save you some money. I was there yesterday and may have some knowledge of the burning cars but my ploy did not work
The whole "stunt" of it is what turns me off. Holding one of them to totally different rules than they've trained for their entire lives and then claiming any sort of result is a worthy of serious debate is ludicrous. So it just turns into a ridiculous self promotion pay day for each. Hell at least the Rousey v Mayweather fight argument had the male/female angle that was half interesting.
If this happens, I'll still pay for it just to see the shitshow. Plus I'm sure the undercard will be awesome.
I just assumed it would be Irish drinking games, no? Losers face off in the octagon and drunkenly beat the crap outta each other?
So for my Valentine's Day gift, my fucking car broke down. If I was not working I'd be drinking. Fuck today.
I have stopped working. In a related matter, I have started drinking. Kicking off the "evening" with Guulden Draak 9000!* My daughter's mother I went south in the summer of 2012, and while I have had girlfriends since then, they've only been of the 5-6 month variety, and none of them were around Valentine's Day. My daughter and I have already given each other our valentines, so time to enjoy an excuse for weekday drinking. ALL HAIL THE CHOSEN ONE!!! EDIT: Slight delay on schneigans, daughter wants to watch Return of the Jedi.
I just watched a guy get intentionally run into at a Costco parking lot. The older woman/wife/grandmother was in front of Costco with a full cart, and some pissed off late 30's douchebag-looking guy was yelling shit to her about being in the way or something (which she wasn't). The husband was driving up and watched it go down. Rather than get out and confront the guy, he just drove into him and his cart with his F150. It was bad enough that the guy screamed, went down, got partially run over, and they called the ambulance... he has a bit of a fucked up leg now if I had to guess. It was fucking hilarious. Beware old people that don't give a fuck any more.
Jim Brockmire, play-by-play guy, certainly has a way with words. https://www.instagram.com/p/BQgS97SBiC4/
The good news: I have a new bottle of gin and a new box of wine. (Shut up Rush.) The bad news: My daughter has dance class tonight so I have to behave until we get back home.
Why? Hello wine rack! https://www.amazon.com/WineRack-200-008-Wine-Rack-Medium/dp/B001FYZZI2 Although, hmm, if you can't get drone delivery in time, you may have to just rig up a couple Ziploc bags and a straw.
I enjoy a good massage. My wife bought me a birthday massage at the Thai Spa nearby. The place is dope and is one of the best deep issue massages you can get for the price. Today I went in and I was laying on the table before the masseuse began, she stepped out to the bathroom next door. Unfortunately, the walls are very thin and I was treated to the sound of her having a violent flood of diarrhea before she rubbed my back. I had trouble relaxing.
Maybe she just thought those were soothing sounds you were familiar with. She was just clicking through choices . . . gentle waterfall, ocean crashing, rainforest storm, violent diarrhea.