So you probably didn’t know this, but the guys at fortitude play cards allllllllllllllll night long on Monday nights. Then, around 430 or so, the chug a couple of red bulls and head to the mens shelter. I mean, that’s what Jedi told me. I have never been invited ( Maradona says it’s nothing personal, but they think I’m stupid). Turns out Maybe owes Matlock like 50k, and can’t pay. I showed up for the beatdown, and Pipeline and Country are whipping the sh*t out of Maybe, saying if he doesn’t pay that he will sleep with the fishes. Dudes really like the Godfather, that’s all I got to say.
So, I saved Maybe’s life, and he says ” let’s play blackjack double or nothing.” FOTL pulls out a 38, puts one bullet in it and says ” lets play roulette”. Luckily Partridge has been taking karate and scissor kicks FOTL in the thinker. Dozier catches the gun and says he’s gonna toba 7-11 and off he goes.
so, we had a workout and it went like this:
First the standard. Because even in the midst of a criminal enterprise, you have to have standards.
We moseyed under the bridge to the hill where we then played black jack. YHC vs the pax. winner calls the exercise. Quantity determined by the number on the cards. Dealer busts run to the top of the hill and back. Pax bust, 10 burpees.
mosey to the wooden walkway for 11’2 of LBC and rocky sit ups
head back in order slower guys to the fastest, depart every 10 seconds after the guy in front of you.
head to the railings for escalators up and down, then way backs.
NMM: Jedi did not drop an F bomb, which about exhausted him.
We had fun, but the pax just stink at blackjack. we did a sh*tload of burpees. But hey, I had fun, and I like to have fun.
Even if it involves a criminal enterprise.