Well, I’m a little late in getting the post up, but when you’re weekend involves carting a bunch of drunk people to IHOP at 3:30 am, you’re gonna end up behind on a couple of things. You know, I didn’t have anything to eat to over there for the first time ever. I guess in the haze of all of the craziness, I knew I had to save some room for the crow I was about to eat over the first ever weekly pick bet. I did make up for the lack of flapjacks, however, for some tasty cheese fries at the Fox and Hound.
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