Gil Thorp by Henry Barajas and Rachel Merrill for October 02, 2018

For Joe Bolek, there is no reality outside of movies.

No one’s coming in where, Kaz?

Is that like cofefe?

Kaz is Tom Hanks and Joe Bolek is Wilson?

P1, Well, he didn’t say no.

P2, Umm, no one’s coming in what?

P3, Or Dumb and Dumber.

No it’s like boring man.

Wow this story line is really interesting, somebody let me know when it is over!!!

P1: Kaz preparing for nose pick

P2: Tep Lo, is that a relative of J-Lo?

What a bunch of crap. How ’bout some good old fashioned football, underage drinking and gratuitous flirting. And throw in placebo distribution for good measure. This storyline makes me want to kick the hell out of an AMF/Voit volleyball.

In all reality , BORING, I’m going for a walk to watch the leaves change color .

Tell the kid this is like the Godfather, and then make him an offer he can’t refuse.

In tomorrow’s episode of Milford Master-bader Theater, Joe shows up for practice and gets knocked out on the first practice punt when the o-line lays down and lets eager defenders drill him into the turf as they are upset that Joe gets a uniform and a place on the team, even though he missed all the grueling preseason practices in 100 degree heat.

Gil is leaving us behind. The grasp for the millennial has rendered us useless and passe. No more brain-busting football, only existential discussions about bad movies. Very disappointed Kaz didn’t responded with “How about Felinni’s Four Way Out?” The angst.

Where’s a peacock when you need one ?

P2: more like five minutes of awkwardness. Bolek was thinking “…isn’t this idiot ever gonna’ leave and let me finish my lunch?…”

Huh? What? They were in the hallway. “It was after lunch so no one’s coming in.” Coming in….the school? The hallway? So during lunch everybody vanishes?

Then they stood there for 5 minutes with neither speaking? As soon as something in this story makes sense, wake me up.

R&W continue their streak of asinine stories