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The Words of Men
One time I blew a tranny, during rush hour.
Cinnamon! - Leaving us all to draw our own conclusions.
They named it Bitchfield!
Brother Gene - Commentary on first-ring Minneapolis suburbs.
It's like Vince Lombardi once said: Winning isn't the only thing, it's the only thing.
Kent 45 The Six Shitter - Quoting legends.
I have to get a Blatz Light to wash this crap beer out of my mouth.
Undrafted Jeff - In slight violation of Lipetzky's Law.
When I used the ATM it said English or Chippewa. I selected Chippewa and it gave me tobacco.
Good Times Johnny - Early morning at the casino, still drunk from the night before.
Excuse me, do you have any capes or scepters?
Good Times Johnny - Finding a gift for The Wizard...At a bait shop.
Oh no.
Master Baiter Jason and Kent 45 the Six Shitter (Simultaneous) - Response to a stranger's declaration of poor hearing when asking directions to the nearest vendor of alcohol
Should I piss on them?
The Bobocracy - Observing hundreds of still butterflies, in the middle of Sporadic Jack's backswing.
Do they check for outstanding warrants at the border?
The Wizard - On a spontaneous plan to retrieve authentic maple syrup.
Noooooooooooooo!
Dr. Chuck and Mr. Solheid - In response to Bruce-in-Law
How 'bout that tater tot cock sucker?!
Kent 45 The Six Shitter - Incorrectly describing a good golf shot.
I'm drunk and need a little pick-me-up.
Good Times Johnny - Response to inquiry about a purchase of more beer.
I'm a man of moral ambiguity. I believe in something strongly, until I don't believe in it any more.
The Wizard - Loop-holing future activities.
It's definitely, probably...
The Wizard - Casting a spell.
Blackjack or Tech Support?
Master Baiter Jason - Clarifying which Indians.
(unintelligible)
Fellow McGregor Owner - Iron Range native's interpretation of Scottish Rob's conversation about a boat.
He said you look like an Old Spice commercial!
Unknown Marina Patron - The relayed response to Scottish Rob's inquiry of Good Times Johnny's declaration.
Hey you weren't kidding, this lake really is beautiful.
Bruce-in-Law - Observing Lake Vermilion, voiding off the far side of the boat while fishing.
We walk into the Legion and it's 50 cent beers.................So ten dollars later...
Kent 45 The Six Shitter - Narrating a story that illustrates when to leave a bar.
(unintelligible)
Scottish Rob - Scottish Rob's interpretation of a native Iron Ranger's conversation about a boat.
A twenty. Let me get you a few bucks in change.
Arctic Barker - Negotiating the 3:00 am sale of goods to a naked man.
Somebody knocked my dick in the dirt.
Profound Schmitz - Responding to the Bag Drop Attendant's greeting.
How much does she weigh?
The Phoni Peroni - Problem solving.
Saying IPAs are gross is like saying cars suck after driving a Pinto.
Good Times Johnny - Responding to Cinnamon's description of highly-hopped beers.
GIN AND TONIC!
The Bobocracy - Calling for (and receiving) a drink from a beverage cart on a lake-front golf course while in a boat on said lake fishing.
OK guys, this is going to work and it's going to be hilarious!
Undrafted Jeff - Plotting the hand-in-warm-water trick on The Bobocracy, standing adjacent to a still-awake Bobocracy.
Nope.
Kent 45 The Six Shitter - Unsolicited opinion to further time at The Gladiator.
It's really nice to sit around this fire with all you g...Man, I played golf like shit today.
Sporadic Jack - Interrupting himself.
You look like an Old Spice commercial!
Good Times Johnny - Commentary on the appearance of Scottish Rob in his boat.
It's not beer. It's whiskey.
Good Times Johnny - Responding to Bearded Jack's concern of drinking malted beverages before 9:00 am.
Four person is NOT four man.
Good Times Johnny - Calculating the operating capacities of a hot tub, post occupancy.
Cotton paper is what Tom would use for dinner invitations.
Good Times Johnny - Commentary on the official parchment of Man.
Asswipes!
Dr. Chuck and Mr. Solheid - Stating his opinion of observations made unto him by Man Alumni.
Hey Chuck, titties!
Bruce-in-Law - Attempting to raise Dr. Chuck and Mr. Solheid.
I'd rather eat 75 year old p***y than taste the Colonel's chicken.
Unknown Paired Golfer - Dissertation of fast food while urinating into the wind onto himself.
I'm drunk and need a little pick-me-up.
Good Times Johnny - Response to inquiry about a purchase of more beer.
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