Sorry, Jeff Reed. The bar for your clever t-shirts has just been raised by a guy who played for the team 30 years ago. Maybe you should take a page out of his book, wear this the next time you hit a club, and watch in amazement as everyone leaves you alone.By the way, thanks to Big Ben's head for making this suitable for all audiences.
*Major thanks to a west coast MH reader for the pic
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Love Jack...love this story:
The week before the Super Bowl in Pasadena in 1980 was a downer. Winter rains had turned the practice field heavy and soggy, deadening the legs. The team had an air of defeat about it. One day after practice Lambert and a couple of teammates were having a beer in the Main Brace, the bar in their hotel in Newport Beach. A bunch of teeny-boppers spotted them.
"There's Jack Lambert," one of them said. "Hey, Jack, do you believe in astrology?"
No answer.
"What's your sign, Jack? You know, astrology."
"Feces," he said.
Am I the only person in the Pittsburgh who thinks possession of an illegal drug is worse than public intoxication and resisting arrest?
Yes.
Depends on the illegal drug. If you are reefer-ing (see what I did there) to the Holmes incident than yes....Pot isn't any worse than alcohol.
I agree, alcohol is probably actually worse because I haven't ever heard of anybody getting Weed poisoning and dying. But the fact is that it is illegal.
Yes, but I never thought I was dead after drinking beer, although I've heard of people thinking that after eating pot brownies. "...Can you tell me the score of the Red Wings game?"
ever drink a beer called Lucky Numbers?
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