Mea Culpa


I apologize, this week there will be no Drunch. The discerning Drunch audience deserves the highest caliber of post and this week would have fallen far, far short.

 

In the best form of apology I can muster, please enjoy this brief, curated list of some of my personal favorite Drunch posts (BONUS: Remember what Drunch was like before the pencil-y pictures!).

 

 

SOME O’ THE BEST IN NO PARTICULAR ORDER


Ladies and gentlemen… I present to you... the Monty’s Grill All Stars! Click to get pumped!


Wherefore canst thou gorge on fried chicken sup? At Giordano’s, verily. Clicketh, please.

 

You know Paulo Profundo? Man could body slam a redwood! Plus, I saw him drink the whole Bloody Mary deal at Fernando’s! Gollee, just give this a click!


 Visit Harvest to re-experience the Urmas horror that is Uk-Bong the Feral Nutkin. Bend your claw and click.

 

SHAME: 

5.0

I am dirt.

PRICE:

Self Respect

The mirror is my enemy.

AMBIENCE: 

Fog of Dismay

This world is a prison.

PENNANCE: 

1,000 Lashes

Not enough.

FORGIVE OR SCORN: 

Forgive

I beg of you.