We actually regressed a little slower than usual this time, which is weird considering we were pounding box wine.
We started by simply playing a mock game of football will have to do:
Now for the "bad" ones. I'm trying to recall exactly what we were trying to accomplish here other than just forming a giant Booze Brothers sandwich, but somehow in the mix G's face gets shoved into my crotch:
I'm also not sure why Luke seems to enjoy me kneeing him in the junk so much:
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