Chaps And Feitelberg Take Austin For Some Texas Football And Frolf
Heck of a weekend down in Austin with my favorite young man, Uncle Chaps. Got our Frolf on because the haters told Chaps he wouldn’t do it and it seemed like an Austin thing to do, drank some Nattymosas, and mixed it up with coeds (respectfully, of course). Also have a surprise treat for everyone at the end there.
The surprise is Clem dancing like Ray Lewis and it’s majestic.
Also, just a little aside, the Austin airport refused to serve me a Bloody Mary at 7 AM on the Sunday and I just wanted to say that’s bullshit. Airports should be international waters and I should be able to drink alcohol whenever I please. They don’t start serving until 10 AM there but the judgement starts flowing as soon as the roosters crow, kinda fucked up imo. Airports are reality’s purgatory, we’re all just waiting to get somewhere better or worse (business trip or vacation or home) and there’s no reason to not be drunk while chilling in purgatory.
