Time to Fire Sean Payton

Totally Kidding regarding the headline.

I am not going to describe the play that every Saints fan wants to forget today. But I do want to talk about Marcus Williams.

Marcus Williams was a second round pick out of Utah. He was tabbed the starter on what was one of the worst defenses in the NFL. He is only 21 years old, meaning he just became legal to drink at the beginning of the NFL season. He just made the biggest mistake of his young career.

If you don’t think he knows that, you may be the dumbest son of a bitch on the planet. After the game, a reporter tweeted that he was in his locker with his head in his hands crying because he felt he just cost his team an opportunity at the Super Bowl. These are the type of plays that haunt athletes. They replay it over and over thinking what if. They don’t need you to remind them.,

Some of you may say it was Williams that cost the Saints the Super Bowl. If you do, I will just assume you have no idea what it is like to be part of a team nor understand the complexity of sports. One play doesn’t single handedly win or lose a game. There are a number of the things the Saints could have done better in that game. The first half, they were held to just six yards passing. They had two big pass interference calls back to back to help set up a Vikings touchdown. The Saints left a lot of opportunity out there.

I can’t help but feel sorry for Williams. This is a play he will replay in his head over and over and over all offseason and it shouldn’t be.

Williams is one of the key pieces to the defensive turnaround the Saints have had this year. He finished the year with four interceptions as a rookie. He also made the biggest defensive play for the Saints against the Vikings with an interception deep in Vikings territory to set up a much needed touchdown for the Saints. But fans are only going o to talk about the bad which isn’t fair. For the love of god, if you don’t know his name and just reference him as 43, where the fuck have you been all year? Don’t even start making an opinion because your opinion is as useful as MySpace at this point.

He is going to beat himself up enough over this. The last thing he needs is a bunch of kumquat fanboys berating him. Shit happens. Move on because this game has zero impact on your life. Seeing some of the hateful comments on social media just make me glad I am not as miserable of a person as some of you. I feel sorry for your children and significant others.

Marcus Williams is a hell of a player and one I am truly excited to have in a black and gold uniform. He is every bit the playmaker he was hyped up to be on draft day and a great safety. The Saints have not had a playmaker like him at safety since Sammy Knight. I just hope he doesn’t let this define his career.

If you find yourself angry about this season, this is only the beginning for the new age of Who Dats.

Prior to the season, I was calling for Payton’s head after three losing seasons in a row. I thought the Saints were on a collision course for number four until the dramatic turnaround after week 2.

That turnaround led them to an 11-5 record, NFC South Division Champions and a playoff victory against the Carolina Panthers.

Unfortunately, the pass heard around the world from Case Keenum to Stefon Diggs still leaves a sour taste in my mouth. You never want to see a great season end on such a tragic note.

Normally, this is where I would rant about the Saints, but I am not here to do that. Contrary to popular belief that I am just a Saints hater because I don’t pick them to make the postseason every year, I just call things like I see them. I was wrong about this year.

Assuming they can find the quarterback for the future, this team is poised to be good for a while. This is the list of players who are 26 or younger…

  • Alvin Kamara
  • Michael Thomas
  • Terron Armstead
  • Larry Warford
  • Andrus Peat
  • Ryan Ramczyk
  • Sheldon Rankins
  • Tyler Davison
  • AJ Klein
  • Alex Anzalone
  • Marshon Lattimore
  • Ken Crawley
  • PJ Williams
  • Marcus Williams
  • Von Bell

With many of these guys being so young and several being rookies, I am curious to see what happens next year when teams have a full season of film to watch. But, I would be lying if I said I wasn’t excited about the future of New Orleans.


The Vulgarity of My Blog Is What Makes It Me

I launched the Hotard Huddle about two and half years ago now. One of the most common detractors I receive about my blog is the language in which I speak. I have heard it from family, friends and random individuals who I don’t know from a ham sandwich who happen to stumble across my blog.

They tell me I should tone down the cursing. First of all, have you met me? Second…Not. A. Fucking. Chance.

I get it. Cursing is offensive and can turn some people off. Good riddance, you are more than welcome to bypass a post you don’t like. I am not going to compromise my personality, my blog and my creation for the sake not offending someone. If I start using racist slurs, homophobic slurs, or anything tearing down a community of people…let me know.

I already keep some thoughts I have under lock and key because those ideas would create a shit storm that I am just not interested in swimming through.

If someone thinks a few curse words make me a bad person…well put away your umbrella. I really don’t need your shade.

I have had someone tell me that I can be more creative without having to use swear words. That person is right. I definitely can. But I choose not to. Swear words are like exclamation points in written language. They give emphasis and meaning to which I speak.

This is my blog which means these ideas and thoughts come from my head. If you want politically correct and non-offensive language, you can get that from your local paper…which probably sucks.

If I want to call out someone and I feel like the phrase fuck boy fits the description, then fuck boy is what I will use. To me that sounds better than saying “oh man, that guy is not ready to throw down. He’s soft.” If I think someone is a douche canoe, then I will use that.

If I can’t be myself in my writing, then what the hell am I doing this for? I tried journalism and failed, remember?

The Hotard Huddle is my terms, my conditions, my world and my rules. I do what I want.

It wasn’t too long ago that I wrote a column about the Nicholls football program. For the first time ever, the football program looks like it will be good for years to come. So I wrote a column blowing sunshine up head coach Tim Rebowe’s ass because of what he has done for the program. I blew sunshine up his players’ asses also. In the end, I wrote “it is a great time to be a fucking Colonel.” Because it is damn it.

In case you haven’t noticed, I love the word “fuck” because of it’s diversity. When I speak and I am really amped up for something I don’t say “this is awesome.” I say “this is fucking awesome.” It just sounds better. It adds some flavor to it. It is not meant to be disrespectful. It is meant to proclaim my excitement.

Well, someone did not like that I said “fucking colonels.” That person decided to message me and very respectfully explain their position. They said that the university has enough issues trying to get people excited and that my language could cause some alumni and people in high places in the totem pole to be turned off and offended. I could totally see where the person was coming from. I worked for Nicholls in many capacities so I know how important it is to attract people and not turn them away.

In a respectful reply, I explained that my blog is not affiliated with the university in any way shape or form. I am not writing to be a PR outlet for anyone. I am writing for me. I am writing to tell stories from my perspective. I further explained the idea behind the huddle and that part of my shtick is to be a potty mouth because that is part of who I am. I went on to tell this person that if Nicholls began receiving detractors that I would absolutely consider editing the column because I would never want to cause a negative effect on the university I hold near and dear to my heart. However, I have no obligation to do that because my name is Michael Hotard and I do what I want. Just kidding, I didn’t say the last part. You get my point though.

The reason I am writing this is to explain why I write the way I do. For 7 months, I worked in a hell hole of a newspaper for a person I wouldn’t piss on if said person was on fire.

I lost all my confidence in my ability write. All of my words, my ideas became a clusterfuck. I second guessed everything I wrote and when I did finally get some words to paper, they were changed around because they weren’t good enough.

Now I can finally write what I want and say what I want and that is what I designed this blog for. That is what I will continue to do. If you don’t like it, peace out boy/girl scout. This is me and this is who I am. This is the Hotard Huddle.


4 Months of Finn: I think my son is a troll like me…Karma is a bitch.

As I type this, I am struggling to put into words what has been happening the last four months. How do the fastest four months of watching Finn grow seem so slow? It feels like we have had him for an eternity, but it hasn’t even been half a year.

Instead of talking about the entirety of the four months, I will just focus on the past month with Finn. January 12th makes four months with my little dude. We have definitely had our bumps in the road.

Last column I wrote about Finn, I talked about the anger that would build inside of me because we are on his clock. He is playing to the beat of his own drum. That is tough for me.

Just like him figuring out life is a work in progress, so is figuring out fatherhood which I wrote more about in a previous column.

I am beginning to manage my anger better. As each day passes, I seem to be getting more adjusted to this life. I find myself growing more patience with him as cliche as it sounds. But, it is true. I still have my moments where I am not proud of the thoughts in my head or how I feel when he isn’t cooperating with something. But from what I hear, that is parenthood in a nutshell for most of us.

This past month, part of my turn around and patience has come at the hands of him being under the weather. He came down with Croupe, which fucking sucked, period. We were finally getting into a routine and he was become a generally happy baby. Then he gets sick. I felt so bad for him because I just kept thinking, why can’t it be me? It’s hard enough for him. Why does he have to deal with illness too?

It wasn’t just croupe. He developed a double ear infection which has been causing him to sleep poorly at night. Keep in mind, this kid was finally sleeping 8+ hours per night. That all went to shit. He was miserable at night and I am walking around like a damn zombie. I also have been getting sick quite often this last month. One particular night, I took NyQuil and I was on dad duty that night. I woke up an hour after crashing to him crying. He wanted to eat so I stumbled out of the bedroom and ran into the damn door. That didn’t feel too good. I put his bottle in the warmer and headed for our guest bathroom. I ran into that door as well. Then, coming out of the bathroom, I almost fell over onto the Christmas Tree because I was literally falling asleep while walking. Needless to say, that was a fun night.

That has been the main struggle for month four, but enough about that. I like balance in writing so now it is time for the positive.

My buddy had his first Christmas where he was presented with plenty of new toys, most of which talk to him. There is truly nothing like watching your developing baby see the world through his lens. When we put these toys in front of him, he is mesmerized by the singing and the colors and it is truly awesome. You can just see the curiosity in his eyes and the pure joy coming from his heart.

He loves his big dog that teaches him the colors and sings. Is it bad that I find myself singing this shit while I work? Is that normal? So forgive me if you see the creepy mustache guy singing the words…

“Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue and Purple, these are the colors…of the rainbow.”

Another joy of mine is him being a chip off the old block. It is no secret that I enjoy trolling people. The other day I was putting him to sleep and he had the cutest look on his face. I thought he was beyond passed out. I walked over to Mallisa to show her his face. He had his lip curled, something he normally does, but for some reason it just looked extra cute that day.

I go to show Mallisa and as I was walking, I look down and this little shit is wide eyed and smiling at me when he knows he should be sleeping. I couldn’t even be mad because I am thinking, this is what payback looks like…asshole.

For the record, that damn smile is amazing.

Another hilarious moment this month was literally a few days ago. I go to work later in the mornings than most people. I leave my house about 8:30am. This means I get to sleep in sometimes. Well sometimes when Finn gets up sooner than he is supposed to, I just put him in bed with me if he isn’t fussy and he will lay next to me with a toy and just hang out and kick away.

On this particular morning, I wanted to get about 10 more minutes of sleep so I did just that. When I wake up, I look over at him and he seems me pick my head up. All I did was tell him hi, the biggest smile across his face melted my heart.

We are about to get our morning started so I began unzipping his swaddle to get him out of there. In doing so, I picked him up and noticed a huge yellow/brown stain on his back. I pick up the swaddle to make sure it wasn’t on the bed. Luckily, it wasn’t. I turn him around and sure enough, there it is. My first poop explosion in the morning.

I wrote about this being one of the things I was actually excited for in a blog before Finn was here. As soon as I saw it, I just started laughing. This kid is laying in shit and he’s fine by it. In my head, I have already constructed the idea that he knows I have to clean it.

I take him in the bedroom and throw a towel down on the floor and begin to undress, luckily it wasn’t as bad as the stain made it seem. But he’s just rolling around laughing and not cooperating. Again, what a little asshole! I got him cleaned up and dressed, but I loved every minute of it. That is a moment with him that I will remember.

Overall, month four has been mostly a nightmare just because my poor dude has been sick and still is battling one ear infection. I just want him to get better, but at least he has been happier lately. We have a curious, growing boy on our hands so this is only the beginning.

NEW WEB SERIES COMING: Don’t Hold Your Tongue

2018 means new year new me right? Nah, I like me. I am a fucking delight. With that being said, I like to shake things up with the blog and make new strides to expand my range.

One of the things I will actively do in 2018 is more videos because studies show the more people have to click, the less likely they are to view. Thanks to Facebook, I can upload directly to there. Don’t worry, my Youtube will still have everything. Think of it as an archive database.

One of the videos I will be doing regularly is a web series twice per month with one of my best friends, Daniel Hillmann (with two n’s). Keep in mind, this is not replacing the Hotard Era. I still need 30 minutes every once in a while to shit on people, places and things.

This show is going to be a little more light hearted and consist of a more lagniappe approach.

I decided to approach Danny about doing a web series where we do just that. He and I did a Disney draft in the Disney store a while back which was hilarious and fun. You can check that out on Hotard Huddle Youtube. My blog already touches on enough serious topics, so this is some added fun.

We decided to collaborate on “Don’t Hold Your Tongue,” an opinion based show with a little twist. Here is how it works…


Each episode will be 30 minutes with Danny and myself sitting across from each other in my man cave/multi-million dollar production studio/patio. He and I will pick between a few categories or styles of episodes and run with it. We will debate each other about the topics that we choose. Each episode will vary from countdowns (top 5 or 10 lists), drafts and tournament brackets.

With two episodes per month, that leaves us with 24 episodes per year. We figured we could break those down into three different types of shows…


For countdown episodes we will rotate these in two ways…

TOP 5 – We will select a topic to discuss what our top five of that particular topic will be. We will each create our own lists and then debate each other on whether or not our picks deserve to be there. At the end of the episode, we can make a final argument for why our list is superior. Then we leave it up for people to decide who had the better list.

Top 10 – This is where things could get really funny and interesting. Our top 10 episodes will be Danny and I making a combined list of top 10. Basically, I will make a selection for 10 and then he would do 9 and we would continue flip flopping working our way down the ladder. By doing this, we may leave off some really good picks or we could make a pick that the other person hates which would then cause us to shit all over each other.


Drafts are always fun, which is why I love playing fantasy football so much. I figured we could do draft episodes two months out of the year. We could have one episode in March leading up to the NFL draft and then in May. Everyone will be talking about NFL draft results while we start building up for NBA draft. Then, we could do another two in August and September during the start to Fantasy Football.

7 Rounds – With the NFL draft being seven rounds, I figured we could stick with that format. We will begin with round one. Danny and I will each make our selections. After each pick, we will analyze who we took and whether or not that was a good pick.

After the draft is complete, we will make our final case for why our team is better and ask the folks who had the better squad.


Everyone goes crazy in March over the NCAA Basketball Tournament known as March Madness. Last year, you guys may remember I did two brackets for that consisted of Sports Movie Characters (Gordon Bombay doesn’t lose) and TV Show Characters (George Feeny for the Win). People made their votes and each week I would release the results.

I figured this time we could do the same thing. The only difference would be the bracket could be cut down to 16 teams instead of 64 because we only have 30 minutes to do this. This could span over two episodes…

Selection Show – Danny and I will each come with a giant list of contenders for the bracket. We will then discuss and set up said bracket which will have 4 brackets with 4 teams seeded 1-4. We will then predict our winners, upsets and more. We will then post the bracket we have created and ask everyone to fill one out.

Tournament Show – We add up the totals and release the results further discussing the upsets and who should’ve made it and who shouldn’t have.


My favorite part about the show is that while it follows a very sports heavy gimmick, this show will be featuring more than just sports which is exciting.

For example, our first two episodes we record are going to be countdowns. One of which will be a Top 10 and the other a Top 5.

For our Top 10 countdown, Danny and I will be selecting the biggest trolls to the media. We will make a list rotating back and forth of people who genuinely piss off and just shit all over the media both local and national. It is going to be glorious. I think we already have our consensus number one.

For our first Top 5 Countdown episode, we will be selecting our Top 5 Underrated Bad Asses from Movies. Basically, what movie character we absolutely would not fuck with, but the ones people never EVER talk about. I already have my number one for this one.


You may have noticed I said we will be letting the folks decide who has the better top 5 list and who has the better draft. When we do episodes like this, we will be competing against each other therefore a little banter and smack talk may be in order. We will keep a running tab on the record of wins and losses.






Thank You 2017 for Finn, Personal Training and more. Bring on 2018, it is about to be lit.

Insert proverbial “wow, what a year 2017 was.” But seriously, what a freaking year? We lost Frank Vincent, you know the guy who coined the famous “Go home and get your fucking shine box!” in the hit movie Goodfellas. Donald Trump was elected president and the whole world laughed. People are getting offended more easily than ever. Colin Kaepernick burned the United States to the ground due to his controversial decision to knee for the National Anthem. “Fake news” became a thing for the right and left to say when the media conglomerate they do not follow puts anything out there. Mansplaining made it’s way into common language. That word is fucking dumb. Fidget Spinners became the hot new toy.

Despite all of these terrible tragedies, 2017 was actually a great year for me.

You Were Good To Me 2017

New Career Opportunities

I found out on New Year’s Eve last year that I had passed my personal trainer certification so I was going to begin a new journey in my career. That journey has come with the ups and downs you would expect from a personal trainer. For every great moment of euphoria for hitting a goal came the dreaded obstacle or plateau.

Along the way, I have gotten to know some wonderful people who became more than clients. They became friends. I will take that any day. To all the people who put their faith and fitness goals in my hands, I thank you. I hope I didn’t let you down.

With the help of the people I work with, we were able to successfully put to action an idea I had to raise money for Alzheimer’s research with the Bleed Purple 5K. We raised $4,000 in the first year which shattered my goal of $2,500. That was a good day.

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January 11, 2016 is the day my life changed forever. I came from work to find a note that read “Hi Daddy, Start Training For Sleepless Night and Early Mornings. See you in September. Love, Baby H.” Those words turned my world upside down. I still can’t type them out without shedding a tear. The wave of emotions I felt the day I came home to find that sweet note my wife had written me is something I will never forget.

She and I literally talked about 2017 and how we had a good feeling after 2016 let us down quite a bit in the baby department. The tears were finally filled with joy and not anger and disappointment.

Then on May 6, we found out even better news.

Not only did we get a baby, but it came in the package of the sweetest little boy, something she and I have talked about since day one. We always wanted a boy. My heart melted the second I saw that bath bomb was blue. I would have been happy with a little girl, but boy has always been the dream.

Then, September 11, I get home from work and my wife said she is having what feels like contractions. After a few hours, we headed to the hospital because we believed she was in labor. She was.

On September 12, 2017 at 12:14 pm, we welcomed our sweet 6 lbs 4 oz, 19 inch little dude into the world. I will never forget the image of him coming into this world. If you don’t believe in miracles, watch a little baby being born and I promise you, that will change. This little miracle came into our lives.

They say the tiniest feet make the biggest footprints in our hearts. They were right. It has been a little under 4 months with this guy and it is truly a privilege to watch him grow.

Why me?

Literally the day after Mallisa informed me she was pregnant, I decided to play basketball as I normally did on Thursday. Unfortunately after colliding with someone, my knee decided to give way. I heard and felt a pop. It didn’t lock up. I could still put weight on it and walk. It just felt off and like it wanted to give way.

I remember getting in my car to drive home freaking out. I was so mad at myself and the situation because all I kept thinking was that I was going to need surgery. All I kept thinking was, “I won’t be able to get down on the ground with my baby. I won’t be able to do this. I won’t be able to do that.” That truly broke my heart.

After attempting to let it heal without diagnosis, I noticed slight improvement. I still felt something was up. After weeks of nursing it, someone fell on it. I really felt a pop after that and it hurt like a bitch.

I decided to get an MRI at that point. As I suspected, I tore my PCL. I was able to avoid surgery and it is functional. I’ll take it. I dodged a bullet there.

Made an Appearance on a Popular Internet Wrestling Show

Whatculture.com does a weekly internet show with King Ross where he outlines the top 25 WTF moments of Monday Night Raw. It is actually really funny. Well, my dad and I sat in the third row for Raw back in January. I decided to make a sign that said “it’s still real to Bob damn it.” If you have ever been to my house for a wrestling pay-per-view, you know why. Well King Ross put it on the show. He read “it’s still real to Bob Damn It? Well Bob’s a massive fucking mark then isn’t he?”

Thanks to my buddy Jonah for finding that. Literally the funniest shit I have ever seen. Mainly because it is so true.

New Friends

One of the things I love about the new year is not knowing who I will meet along the way.  I am a fairly social person so meeting new people is always fun for me. I tend to go through friends like underwear. There is always the select few who never fade, but I always find more. That is ok by me.

One friend I made in 2017 is my boy Danny who you guys will get to know through this blog real soon. I will get to that later. But he and his practically wife Jessica entered the Huddle this year and I am truly thankful for those guys.

I mean, who else am I going to have a Disney draft with in the Disney store on a Saturday after the Babycakes cancelled their game? The answer is no one. There are a couple of other friends I have made along the way in 2017, whether through work or however else we met. You know who you are. Appreciate y’all.

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This was a big year for the blog more than tripling the traffic to my site. I am super pumped about that. To all my loyal friends and followers who like, share and read on a regular basis, you’re awesome! I truly thank all of you.

I revamped the layout of the website, wrote 100+ posts, hosted 30 something episodes of Off The Record with my boy Richard. That was a lot of fun ranting about the whatever the hell we wanted.

Toward the end of 2017, I launched the Hotard Era, my first solo podcast which I am having a ton of fun with. Be on the lookout for a new episode soon. Holidays have been crazy!


The woman who makes all of this possible. I just don’t have a clue where I would be without her. She has been there for me and by my side since the day we met (during high school). We met when we were 5 technically, so that doesn’t count.

I know I spend too much time on my phone. I know I drink more than you probably like. I know I am not always the easiest to put up with, but you somehow do it. Thank you for everything you have done in 2017. You carried our baby like a champ and you looked amazing doing it. You gave me the greatest gift a guy could get so I thank you for that. You sacrificed a lot for that happen and you deserve a medal for it.

You support everything I do on this blog even though it takes time away from you sometimes. You don’t criticize the things I write, no matter how controversial it may be. You let me be myself and that too is a wonderful blessing and gift.

You are the best mom to Finn, better than I could have ever imagined. If I could think draw up what the best mom in the world would like, you would put that person to shame. This is your calling and what you were made to do. I am so happy Finn has such a wonderful woman to look up to.

Bring on 2018 Babayyyyy!

Another Career Opportunity

Last year, I took on personal training in addition to managing the front office with Anytime Fitness. That was fun, but I am stepping away from the training. As I wrote in a previous column, it is a bittersweet. I am sad to leave, but excited for the new opportunity I got.

Ownership felt it was best I step away from training to prevent me from burning myself out, which was happening. They want me to maintain the office, but expanded that into social media director for all of their franchises. I am super stoked about that because I feel like I will actually be using my degree finally, kind of. My degree was in broadcast journalism, but obviously this is a little more PR based stuff. I still get to tell stories of members, staff, etc. It is all intertwined to some degree.

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Unfortunately, Richard and I had some scheduling conflicts to keep him as part of the Huddle.

But I am super excited to bring on my buddy Danny for our web show titled Hangout with Hotard & Hillman. The show will be a round table discussion that centers around sports, pop culture and politics. Instead of us ranting about the latest topics, it will be timeless topics where we discuss topics like top 5 movies of all time and why. Maybe we do a 64 team bracket of WWE superstars during March Madness. It will be centered around countdowns, mock drafts, tournament brackets and more. It will take a less serious and more fun approach to the topics we all love to discuss.

Direction of the Hotard Huddle

I am excited to see where 2017 takes the Huddle. However, I regret to inform you that I may be pulling the plug on it in March. While I increased traffic for the last year, the last two months have been maybe the two worst I have had, even before the revamp. I did have some sponsorships lined up which would allow me some wiggle room to do better giveaways and put money toward the blog. However, I am putting that on hold until I see the numbers increase. I am not about to take money from my friends or their businesses if the traffic isn’t there…that would be a dick move.

My Little Family

With the family expanding in 2017, I can’t wait to see what fun and surprises 2018 brings with Finn running around. He is starting to become very aware of his surroundings and he is rolling over. I am excited for many firsts like walking, talking and more. I am excited that we get to take this dude to Disney in 2018 as well. Again, none of this be nearly as fun without having such an amazing woman by my side. 2018 is going to be filled with plenty of firsts for Mallisa and I.

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I would be lying if I told you I wasn’t thrilled to be going to Wrestlemania in three months. This will be the second time in four years I get to attend the granddaddy of them all. This time will be extra fun because it is with my dad, Bob. Every wrestling fan who watches Raw Top 25 WTF moments knows Bob is a mark, so it will be a good time. Let me explain what a mark is for those who don’t know. Someone who can’t fully figure out that wrestling is choreographed and staged. Bob really wishes ill on some the talent he hates and doesn’t understand why people don’t get off the ground quicker or take their time to set up moves. It really is one of the funniest things to listen to. Here is to five hours of wrestling with Bob. That is a win.

Disney World

Yup, we’re going back to Disney. Not only that, but we get to see Pandora and the new Toy Story Land. That is a fucking win my friends.


2017 was an awesome year for us and I know 2018 is going to be just as fun. Let’s get it!