what the fuck? ben roesch? i havn't seen him...in well, forever. since i was sixteen (16) or so, maybe, with a seventy five percent (75%) chance of post high school run ins. fuck, i used to get drunk with ben every day my sophmore year (of highschool!). he has a four (4) year old kid now, but whatever- we got to talk about fighting people with baseball bats & how mike robbins pussied out on us by getting saved. talk about fucking surreal. & at the bar, i watched basketball, & my team won!