As you guys know, Tas and I bet on games every week in our B-Ball Picks Contest, and, at the end of the month, we bust out the calculator, tally it up, and make the loser do something humiliating. We call it our Book-Off Payoff.
Well, I won the month of January. So, once again, we got Tas in tights.
Watch your eyes, kids.
(Note: Many thanks to M.J. and Flirty Girl Fitness for letting Tas unleash his inner diva. I have it on good record that his pole has been removed from the facilities and burned in a garbage dumpster out back.)