TownieDeac
words are futile devices
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Ten years ago. A couple bloodies to start the day and then it’s rounds and rounds of screwdrivers. Like, several hours worth while playing cornhole. Fast forward to that evening and it’s the Iron Bowl, it’s the Kick Six, we’re on to Founders KBS. I’m screaming at the top of my lungs “THIS HAS NEVER HAPPENED” and “SEC! SEC!” We’re playing cards later and I start dealing in the wrong direction and start gaslighting the table that it’s the right way. My sister stomps off and yells “if that’s the way cards are dealt, my whole life has been a lie!” And doesn’t talk to me for a week.We ran out of bloody mix at 10, so it’s on to screwdrivers. There’s precedent for this and it doesn’t end well.