I don't even know were to begin to respond, but I will start with the bad toupee guy yelling at the screen. What I found hilarious about that whole ordeal was the stupid c*cksucker was literally right directly under the tv looking straight up with his head cocked to the side. How the hell he could even see anything from that angle is beyond me.
I did like the old guy that let me shoulder cap the Big M races. When he started talking about drivers opting off one horse and getting on another, I knew he was my guy.
Now, the old f*ck that was our waiter at the dog track buffet was starting to piss me off. Every 2 minutes coming to the table..."we are shutting it down in 20 minutes. We are closing the buffet in 18 minutes. Gentleman...the buffet is closing up in 13 minutes." We get the point motherf*cker...let us eat.
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