The rumors have been true, I, the Scotchsquatch, will be competing in a marathon on Sunday. Yes, a real marathon. It has been brought to my attention that I am thirty years old and I can’t party like I used to. So in the interest of competition and self betterment, I will be competing in Continue reading

Yea, obviously I’m a little late on this, but whatever. It should be absolutely no surprise to you if you’ve been reading this thing for a while, that growing up I was a pretty big piece of shit. Now I’m not going to say that I took part in all of these activities, because I know Continue reading

As most of you by now have read, I tried Chipolte for the first time last week and while I gave it a pretty good review, I really hammered home the disrespect I felt by them not offering me any cheese, it was my first visit after all. Well the loyal readers of The Scotchsquatch must be Continue reading

I wanted to wait until the day after before blogging this because I wanted to wait to see what kind of gastric event would follow. And let me tell ya, not that bad.  I decided to go with some slop bowl instead of a burrito. I went with beef, rice, corn salsa (which made an Continue reading

This is hard for me. I love Taco Bell way more than any thirty year old should. Chalupas. Taco style burritos. Nachos Bell Grande. Cheesey Gordita Crunchs. They have all gotten me through many a tough times. Sometimes you have four dollars in your bank account and you want to eat eleven tacos. And who was there Continue reading

Is there anyone more cock hungry for athletes than Drake?  It seems that every time an athelete goes down Drake is the first one there to sing to them and nurse them back to health. I mean it makes sense, no one spent more time in the hospital than Drake as a kid. Remember, he Continue reading

Tailgating might be one of my favorite things on the planet you can do with clothes on. There isn’t much better than grilling up good food, drinking too much liquor and playing outdoor drinking games while surrounded by close friends and totally inebriated strangers. There is sort of a thrill that comes with it as Continue reading

Yea, I flicked it… but hear me out. So we’re going to start off with just the facts of what happened: So I’m standing at Wawa right in front of the Gatorade section trying to decide between yellow and orange (the only two acceptable colors when dealing with a level five hangover) when the urge Continue reading

February 3rd, 1959 is the day that Buddy Holly, Ritchie Valens, and The Big Bopper died. It’s affectionately known as the day the music died. Well September 27th, 2017 will forever be known as the day the boner died with the passing of Hugh Hefner. Here is my favorite picture of Hugh Hefner: Hugh Hefner Continue reading

So it’s been a pretty electric weekend in the sports talk world. Everyone is up in arms about people sitting, standing, kneeling, and generally just fucking off during the national anthem. Don’t worry though, that’s the last thing I want to talk about. In Giants news, OBJ took an actual piss on the field which Continue reading