Saturday, December 18, 2010

My buddy Ray







My buddy Ray has every NFL television package you can buy, as well as a satellite dish and a whole wall full of televisions. For a person like myself, who has a large dose of that ADD thing, this is football heaven. When I leave Ray's house, the inside of my head looks somewhat like the photos included herein. NFL stickers courtesy of that little machine at the supermarket, and my wife who always loans me fifty cents.