Friday Confessions

Dante and I alternate Fridays letting deprived Stoolies get shit off their chests.

This blog series is simply for confessions (and clicks).

I'll go first…

I am so fucking happy to not be in Mexico this weekend for the Canelo fight... I got the sneaking suspicion I would've been kidnapped... Just like Canelo's brother was kidnapped right before he fought Rocky Fielding in 2018.

If you'd like to hear more about that story tune into this week's Twisted History of Kidnapping...

And if there's anything you need to get off your chest, then the comments are open.

Two Hail Marys, three Our Fathers, and slip a 20 in the collection box on the way out… All is forgiven.

-Large