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...

My name is Large, and I have a slight problem with buying stuff I don't need when I am drunk. 

Most of the time, the items are small, so I don't have too much regret when they arrive unexpectedly at my door weeks later because they only cost me maybe 40 or 50 bucks.

Last week, however, I received a wake-up call to stop my drunk shopping ways in the form of a six-man inflatable hot tub that I apparently bought off the TikTok Shop for $600, which arrived promptly on my doorstep alongside $600 worth of regret.

The comments are open if you need to get anything off your chest.

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

-Large

Smash Burgers vs Pub Burgers?!?!?… Let the owner of Gotham Burger Social Club help you decide…

TAR

-L