James Duncan O’Brien is a wild man, and he’s up to more shenanigans as always. I think he’s developed the gnarliest case of island fever ever, in a good way. My theory is this: JOB is so damn good and so far ahead of the game that the only way to top getting the best barrel of his life each day is to mentor someone as ballsy as himself. Personally, I would hate to be Poopies. If I were a freshman at Pipe State I would not rush J-O-Beta, because the stunts Jamie sets up for his buddy top the heaviest gauntlet of hazing possible.
“Let’s jump some gaps with a tow in shopping cart, then get ready to charge because the biggest day of the winter is coming up. No no, don’t start getting your step-ups ready. I didn’t say you’re surfing 20 foot waves. I said charging. Like, we’re towing you in on a raft. Duh”
