And they dont even have to be alive.
They can bring whoever you want back from the dead for you this weekend.
They can be real, or fictional.
Who are you taking?
For me, heres who Im going with.
1 - Charlie Sheen
The original “Chuckster”.
If he’s not your #1 then you missed the assignment here.
He invented the famous saying that he “doesn’t pay them for sex.
He pays them to leave.”
for crying out loud.
He’s got you more than covered in that department.
He’s done enough drugs to kill an elephant.
In fact, he’s so immune to them at this point that he has tiger blood.
Wanna stay up until the sun comes up betting on LA Clippers basketball and University of Hawaii football?
Charlie’s got you covered.
And he’ll bet the book into the ground.
Charlie was notorious for sports betting way before Dave and Dan made it so cool.
2- Hunter Biden
The man who is the reason this blog even came about.
I was cruising twitter on my flight last night and saw this breaking news.
Do you have any idea how much $188,000 in “adult entertainment” is?
How is that even possible?
Was he playing “Brewster’s Millions” with hookers?
You think you’re a badass cuz it’s possible for you to some a joint and still function?
Let’s see you compete with that, lightweight.
They’ll cancel themselves out and while you take a power nap.
You make the mistake and only bring one of these alpha dogs, and you’re fucked.
They’re sinking this entire crew like the Lusitania.
His dad can’t tell the entire free world how proud he is of him enough.
When was the last time your dad told you he was proud of you?
The guy attracts eyeballs everywhere he goes.
Chicks throw themselves at him.
He’d have your crew fighting them off with sticks everywhere you go.
Plus he’s legendary in Vegas enough to guarantee he’s known and has clout everywhere you go.
He can talk his way or get you into anywhere you want to go, no questions asked.
Also, do I even have to explain this guy’s stable?
Allen proved himself numerous times as a man who can round up whatever the situation calls for.
He’s like a modern-day medicine man mixed with your local prison commissary guy.
Live by the sword, die by the sword.
Total coincidence two of the funniest moments in Dog Draft history happened when I was there, nbd.)
Have me back on fellas.
You’re making me openly beg.
Have your people (Danny) reach out to my people (me).)
Look no further than Mr. T.
Find be a badder man on the planet.
He also has serious, serious game with the ladies.
Guy just feeds them soup, right in front of their own men, without even blinking.
And all chicks, once stepping foot in Las Vegas, love to see and/or handle a horse cock.
Sorry, I don’t make the rules.
That’s my squad.
