Well we are halfway home and it looks like a tight race between the Ronconians and Tire throwers.
The heat has made it tough for the fella's that wear dungarees and we're glad that Mike Gangsta of love put his sharpie away. Bruce did confirm his hatred of Muslims and said the likeness of his wang on the 6th tee was remarkable.
We still have a few hot dogs left from last year and will re-purpose the beans for the next 6 Hot Dog nights.
Good luck next week and don't forget to share the Bone in Ribeye at the RockStone.
Young man Turner has had an allergic reaction to gnawing the synthetic rubber off of the ping pong paddles. He has uncontrollable spasms whenever he is around hot barmaids and goes into a cleaning frenzy when behind the bar. He recently promoted Achilles to night manager and was last seen looking for a customer's wallet in the men's room.
See you Fuckers next week.
