JFC! This is like the time I saw one of my ex boyfriends wearing a shirt I bought him in social media pic after we broke up.
The stalked becomes the stalker
It’s called “Step 3”, Race!
Step 1: Realize you’re strong, independent and don’t need a man. FTG. Step 2: Receive wedding invitation from BFF. Hand shakes when you have to write in “Zero” for number of guests Step 3: Eat an entire pint of Ben & Jerry’s ice cream as you go through ex’s social media accounts. Like everything. Step 4: Break down crying uncontrollably. Book appointment to get haircut. Spend small fortune on clothes at Nordstrom. You’ll show that fucker what he’s been missing. Step 5: Head to Neighbors and ask the leather clad go-go dancer if he’s seen ex. Dancer says yes, ex left with hotter guy earlier. Step 6: Drink until last call. Step 7: Get rejected by ugly Bear. Resign yourself to going home alone. Step 8: Catch Uber. Realize ex’s address was still on account. Driver rolls eyes in annoyance as you try to give correct address. Get it right on fifth try. Step 9: Walk down the flight of stairs to your room in your parent’s basement Step 10: Reactivate Grindr account. Step 11: Throw up the four Vodka Cranberries, two Cosmos and ten White Claws you had earlier Step 12: Accept that it’s over and log into Hardcore Husky
Step 8: Catch Uber. Realize ex’s address was still on account. Driver rolls eyes in annoyance as you try to give correct address. Get it right on fifth try.
Step 8: Catch Uber. Realize ex’s address was still on account. Driver rolls eyes in annoyance as you try to give correct address. Get it right on fifth try.
Oh, that was you?!
Oh shit.
I’m so sorry what a dick I was that night.
You had every right to kick me out in front of the Shell station on Broadway.
Step 8: Catch Uber. Realize ex’s address was still on account. Driver rolls eyes in annoyance as you try to give correct address. Get it right on fifth try.
Oh, that was you?!
Oh shit.
I’m so sorry what a dick I was that night.
You had every right to kick me out in front of the Shell station on Broadway.
Step 8: Catch Uber. Realize ex’s address was still on account. Driver rolls eyes in annoyance as you try to give correct address. Get it right on fifth try.
Oh, that was you?!
Oh shit.
I’m so sorry what a dick I was that night.
You had every right to kick me out in front of the Shell station on Broadway.
Step 8: Catch Uber. Realize ex’s address was still on account. Driver rolls eyes in annoyance as you try to give correct address. Get it right on fifth try.
Oh, that was you?!
Oh shit.
I’m so sorry what a dick I was that night.
You had every right to kick me out in front of the Shell station on Broadway.
JFC! This is like the time I saw one of my ex boyfriends wearing a shirt I bought him in social media pic after we broke up.
The stalked becomes the stalker
It’s called “Step 3”, Race!
Step 1: Realize you’re strong, independent and don’t need a man. FTG. Step 2: Receive wedding invitation from BFF. Hand shakes when you have to write in “Zero” for number of guests Step 3: Eat an entire pint of Ben & Jerry’s ice cream as you go through ex’s social media accounts. Like everything. Step 4: Break down crying uncontrollably. Book appointment to get haircut. Spend small fortune on clothes at Nordstrom. You’ll show that fucker what he’s been missing. Step 5: Head to Neighbors and ask the leather clad go-go dancer if he’s seen ex. Dancer says yes, ex left with hotter guy earlier. Step 6: Drink until last call. Step 7: Get rejected by ugly Bear. Resign yourself to going home alone. Step 8: Catch Uber. Realize ex’s address was still on account. Driver rolls eyes in annoyance as you try to give correct address. Get it right on fifth try. Step 9: Walk down the flight of stairs to your room in your parent’s basement Step 10: Reactivate Grindr account. Step 11: Throw up the four Vodka Cranberries, two Cosmos and ten White Claws you had earlier Step 12: Accept that it’s over and log into Hardcore Husky
Also, this is the moment where the SEC can break the back of the NCAA. Get TV backers for the ACC/SEC winners to have a College Football Championship that is completely unrelated to the NCAA. As soon as a huge revenue stream gets started completely outside the NCAA, tell Emmert to fuck off forever. The Pac-12 and B1G can stay in the NCAA, because they are losers and nobody gives a fuck about any of them anyway. Penn State, Michigan, Nebraska and Ohio State can all join the SEC and Big 12.
I'm serious. This is the moment to just break the NCAA for all time.
Also, this is the moment where the SEC can break the back of the NCAA. Get TV backers for the ACC/SEC winners to have a College Football Championship that is completely unrelated to the NCAA. As soon as a huge revenue stream gets started completely outside the NCAA, tell Emmert to fuck off forever. The Pac-12 and B1G can stay in the NCAA, because they are losers and nobody gives a fuck about any of them anyway. Penn State, Michigan, Nebraska and Ohio State can all join the SEC and Big 12.
I'm serious. This is the moment to just break the NCAA for all time.
And what happens in the spring?? Those teams get to play again? That would be huge for the SEC. 2 seasons, 1 year. They'd have to let them play b/c imagine the NCAA telling the SEC that their football teams couldn't compete in the championships.
Players get massive exposure in the fall, massive revenue for all teams, and ratings that would be unheard of. Well, unless they decide they want to ride the social justice train.
Also, this is the moment where the SEC can break the back of the NCAA. Get TV backers for the ACC/SEC winners to have a College Football Championship that is completely unrelated to the NCAA. As soon as a huge revenue stream gets started completely outside the NCAA, tell Emmert to fuck off forever. The Pac-12 and B1G can stay in the NCAA, because they are losers and nobody gives a fuck about any of them anyway. Penn State, Michigan, Nebraska and Ohio State can all join the SEC and Big 12.
I'm serious. This is the moment to just break the NCAA for all time.
And what happens in the spring?? Those teams get to play again? That would be huge for the SEC. 2 seasons, 1 year. They'd have to let them play b/c imagine the NCAA telling the SEC that their football teams couldn't compete in the championships.
Players get massive exposure in the fall, massive revenue for all teams, and ratings that would be unheard of. Well, unless they decide they want to ride the social justice train.
Only issue I see with that is the wear and tear on bodies. Not sure 2 seasons is even doable. But still, fuck the NCAA forever. Break free. The SEC has a big enough dick they could probably do it.
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I mean it's our elitist doctors leading the charge so fuck it.
Should be interesting how the leagues that stay open handle the inevitable positive case that pops before the big game.
I wouldn't test at all unless guys were actually sick.
The Jordan flu game will never happen again.
Step 1: Realize you’re strong, independent and don’t need a man. FTG.
Step 2: Receive wedding invitation from BFF. Hand shakes when you have to write in “Zero” for number of guests
Step 3: Eat an entire pint of Ben & Jerry’s ice cream as you go through ex’s social media accounts. Like everything.
Step 4: Break down crying uncontrollably. Book appointment to get haircut. Spend small fortune on clothes at Nordstrom. You’ll show that fucker what he’s been missing.
Step 5: Head to Neighbors and ask the leather clad go-go dancer if he’s seen ex. Dancer says yes, ex left with hotter guy earlier.
Step 6: Drink until last call.
Step 7: Get rejected by ugly Bear. Resign yourself to going home alone.
Step 8: Catch Uber. Realize ex’s address was still on account. Driver rolls eyes in annoyance as you try to give correct address. Get it right on fifth try.
Step 9: Walk down the flight of stairs to your room in your parent’s basement
Step 10: Reactivate Grindr account.
Step 11: Throw up the four Vodka Cranberries, two Cosmos and ten White Claws you had earlier
Step 12: Accept that it’s over and log into Hardcore Husky
I’m so sorry what a dick I was that night.
You had every right to kick me out in front of the Shell station on Broadway.
felt relevant with the natty gettin shut down...
HOLIDAY BOWL BITCH!
I'm serious. This is the moment to just break the NCAA for all time.
Players get massive exposure in the fall, massive revenue for all teams, and ratings that would be unheard of. Well, unless they decide they want to ride the social justice train.