G. B. Dawg, EsquireA gentleman, a friend, and a brother of mine. Try as he might to put a little culture in my life, Gains is content with knowing that can be like putting lipstick on a pig. That pickled watermelon was the most godawful thing I've ever tasted in my life (and I ate the bunny eye in my survival class). Pickled watermelon aside, here's to the best Wall Street hangover, bourbon drinking, MET Opera attending, tailgate party crashing, vortex surviving, beer