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Thursday, December 13, 2012

DRNKNDNOS

Can't stop, won't stop!




It's playoffs kiddos!  Let's do dis!

BAHHHHHHHHHHHHHTNHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

Thursday, December 6, 2012

Get Drunk, Kick Away


Ball Me Maybe, it was a pleasure. The moose didn’t have an anxiety attack, our first basewoman was only slightly uncomfortable by the presence of Balaji, and we all were in awe of the Corona piƱata woman. More importantly thank you for introducing the ever great Ninja Hunter Bear. We’re sorry we had to destroy you on the field and make everyone cry in the total blowout with a score of 5-4. Seriously the crying wasn’t needed, it made us feel bad.

We’re bringing out the ringers this week, putting this shit on lock, and grabbing a first round bye. Who would have thought that a wonderful group of Drunken people that refused to bunt could go so far.

Until then Get Drunk, Kick Away.  

Drun Ken Dinos

The Dinos are back and there's gonna be trouble.  Hey BAHHHH Hey BAHHHH The Dinos are back!


BAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHTNHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

Walk of Shame

Oh Candy Van...

We gave it our best shot. We just couldn't handle you. Maybe it was Tom Hallock, the friendliest, most overly-competitive person we've ever met bitching about more calls than anyone we have ever heard. Maybe it was grown man, Mustard, walking around in a banana suit. Maybe it was Val, just being awkward Val and freaking us out. Maybe it was the fireball you pieces of crap didn't share with us. Whatever it was, we just couldn't handle you last week. 

In the end, it was just one game. You guys crashed our Facebook page talking your pompous, hipster gibberish. Just know what happens tonight, you brought upon yourselves.
 
 

CANDY VAN

Because it's the last regular season game, this happened:


The end result? Over 100 delicious jello shots that are going to taste like CANDY. Delicious, enticing, intoxication-inducing candy.

But furrreeeal. 100 jello shots. ALL FOR US. And probably for you if you ask nicely because CV is going to have a skeleton crew tonight. 8:45 p.m. Field 1. Against Captain Shambles and his army of shame-filled pedestrians. We'll be the drunk team in purple.

LOVE,
Candy Van