The Gekko's hosted a Canoe/Cornhole party at our palatial estate in Methville yesterday.
A few notes.
1) I drank about 10 Moosehead beers. I think I understand how it got it's name. I keep thinking the pain in my cranium are antlers trying to sprout.
2) There's one big difference between a party in your forties versus one in your twenties. When you have a party in your forties, you somehow end up with more beer than you started with.
3) My hamstrings feel like a couple of 2x4's. Who would have thought canoeing would be so strenuous?
At least, the Reds and Bearcats are keeping the hangover alive.