I always sigh very deeply when I talk to adults over the age of 35 and I say something like "on the east side of the home" and they respond with "I don't know what side that is." Or "I'm not good with directions. Is that left or right?" These people were failed miserably by both their education system and their parents. God, please grant me strength today.

Coffee, bacon, and the PGA. Happy Friday y'all. Stay Blessed.

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So I was given tickets to the Charles Schwab Challenge PGA event on Friday. My wife will get a thousand compliments on her dress, hair, and accessories, and I'll get mean mugged by all the banker bros in light blue shirts for my "End The Fed" trucker hat and purple polo. Should be a good time.

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It's a miracle that any pubescent male survives to adulthood. My almost 13 year old is river dancing on razor thin ice these days.

I'm not sorry, but "virtual 5k" participants, shouldn't be allowed to podium a race. Only in-person runners should get the extra award goodies.

My 2nd borns teacher told me to my face "You are like an RBF master. I never know if you're angry or not." I thought, "yet here you are fucking talking to me." Then I thought "only cause mawfs like you say rude shit like that." But I said "Well that's my secret, I AM always angry." Then she started talking to my wife. I'm glad we don't have to go back to that campus ever again.

God is good.