Last year Andrey referred to what he was drinking as "juice birch" and it stuck in my head ever since. Seeing him drink from that jug again this year made me chuckle and say "hey he's drinking juice birch!"
An amateur groundman took some 8 foot oak logs and pounded me against a tree with no mercy last year. I was subbing for someone else and was under the impression the groundie could run wood. He beat me bad with some 16" 8 footers.
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