He and Ghost went to Mayflower this morning for a Pregame meal. They were enjoying their meal when Phil Fulmer came in running his mouth so Ghost took him out WAR DADDY style. They then headed to North Campus for tailgate and met up with Grizzard for mah-velous Fried chicken and since it ain't an issue anymore, Ghost a few cold ones.After leading in the Dawgwalk they plan to sit with Munson down on the fifty and look up at a sky so blue it hurts to look at it. Georgia rolls and a party ensues. Not a bad day.
All Dawgs go to Heaven my brothers.
All Dawgs go to Heaven my brothers.
