for the annual Bloomington, Indiana trip, the crew tried something a little different – visit at a time when our ballz won’t freeze, and lemme tell you, it was MARVVVVELOUS!!!!!!!
and empty!!! (I actually played ball there!)
and scenic with a ‘K’, like skenik! (don’t tell anyone we were on the roof)
and there were signs!
in neon too!
and cheap fried things!
and 80s Star Wars – in German!!
and dudes with snakes on their neck!!
and dudes juss as cool w/o staches!!!
and bears with boobs that are hot, and off-putting at the same time
and great times, and even greater food
can you smell the farts?
you can’t do better than this America!
yep, I filled them holes
and yep, grease is the word, and grease poured out of my butt
and Long Island Iced Tea anyone? warning – you should not drink this, unless you’re a college student and looking to black out in 10 minutes
and yep, the Nats represent everywhere
and Mark Cuban never forgets life before sharks and tanks and being a rich douche
you’re #1, we’re all #1!!
like what you see?
and so concludes #RanchFarts2015