How come my two favorite spots in Milwaukee are also the two only spots capable of creating the "food hangover." Had real chili late after work last night and I feel like I may as well of tried to digest a bottle of pepper infused mineral oil. Total digestive failure. I'll live. Just need a prilosec and an immodium and I'll be destroying that meatball sandwich I got in the fridge in no time.
Three people said the brewers suck on my poll. Tell me why. I need to talk sports with people. The only guy I work with who knows anything about sports is a complete ass who gets angry when people speak to him. All I got is the 15 minutes driving to and from the gym with Suesskind. Speaking of Suesskind, he doesn't want to go to the gym right now. He's citing digestive failures. If I'm willing to make this trip he has to too. He's not getting out of this that easily. I'm calling him now. DUKE PRIDE!
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