Don't Visit Brian if You Hate Writing Blogs

I stopped by Davis' house this past Saturday and you can't tell me he's doing something wrong when he has a driving range and a putting green in his living room. Plus, he doesn't have to mow his grass and that's pretty cool. It takes time to mow a lawn and Davis would rather take that time to ride a bike to a liquor store(along a sidewalk, mind you,) to buy a memory for a friend. The kind of memory you find on the bottom shelf of the whiskey rack...

That's all I got... there's my addition to the blog... you play a god game of pool fat man