I ain't drank a forty since I became old enough to drink

This post is for Rob, because I missed his birthday this weekend and was unable to entertain him with alcohol-induced antics. If you want an idea of how his last birthday turned out, he has a picture of me posted on his blog. Now, Rob is one of my favourite people to drink with because he is a lost cause, similar to myself. My favourite drunk episode of Rob is the Jackfish Lake golf tournament last August. There Jeff, Hertz and me witnessed probably the most entertaining two hours of golf ever. Rob was going a shot a hole against the Wild Turkey until the shots started turning into two or three swigs a hole. This was probably around the third tee. I doubt Rob had eaten that day because by hole 5 he was comatose in the golf cart, missing Jeff knock Hertz over with a golf cart while Hertz was taking a leak. He also missed Hertz continuing to take that leak while laying on the ground.

There are way more great stories about Rob drinking, or stories he has told me when drunk, but I’ll try not to be a douchebag and sully his name here. So Rob, here’s to hoping someone else held it down and was a drunk asshole on your birthday.

Peace.