Alfred’s Café & Bubble Room on Puyallup Avenue is THE place to catch a Seahawk’s game. With a plethora of mirrors, you can’t help but either hate yourself for not looking in a mirror before you left the house, or watch the damn television. Not that there isn’t a huge ol’ flat screen in front of you everywhere you look, but the mirrors make it impossible for anyone to catch a bad seat in the house. Add a grand bar, cold beer, and Alfred’s extensive bar food menu to that Seahawk’s game and you got yourself a case of testosterone overload. Ah yes, the warm, fiery scent of testosterone — a perfect thing to be overloaded with on a Sunday morning, if you ask me.
As I took a much-needed break in order to re-collect my estrogen, I pondered the upcoming football season, the fall, and the holidays to come. I mentally took a look back at 2008, at everything I’ve been fortunate enough to take part in and experience. Instead of writing out my memoirs and developing intense thumb-cramps, I’ve decided to put together a little recollection video.
Thank you Destruction Island for creating the tunes you are about to hear …
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Alfred’s Café & Bubble Room on Puyallup Avenue is THE place to catch a Seahawk’s game. With a plethora of mirrors, you can’t help but either hate yourself for not looking in a mirror before you left the house, or watch the damn television. Not that there isn’t a huge ol’ flat screen in front of you everywhere you look, but the mirrors make it impossible for anyone to catch a bad seat in the house. Add a grand bar, cold beer, and Alfred’s extensive bar food menu to that Seahawk’s game and you got yourself a case of testosterone overload. Ah yes, the warm, fiery scent of testosterone — a perfect thing to be overloaded with on a Sunday morning, if you ask me.
As I took a much-needed break in order to re-collect my estrogen, I pondered the upcoming football season, the fall, and the holidays to come. I mentally took a look back at 2008, at everything I’ve been fortunate enough to take part in and experience. Instead of writing out my memoirs and developing intense thumb-cramps, I’ve decided to put together a little recollection video.
Thank you Destruction Island for creating the tunes you are about to hear …
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