Cigars and Whisky

The guys and I were knocking around the SOFREP Team Room the other night, brainstorming ideas for a pic of the day, smoking cigars, and secretly sampling Brandon’s private stash of fine Japanese Whiskies, when someone blurted out, “Hey, Geo Hand is so popular I bet you could get a million views of a pic of him eating lunch!” 

“You’re on, you mad bastard! Let’s do it.” I slightly slurred after downing my second go of two fingers of a 12-year-old Yamazaki single malt.

“Get ‘im on the phone,” my colleague enthused, not realizing (or caring) that it was the middle of the night in Geo-land.

So I dialed the secret 10-digit number, and a drowsy and slightly miffed Mr. Hand asked me why I was bothering him.

Mr. Hand
No, not that Mr. Hand. Screenshot of “Fast Times at Ridgemont High” from YouTube.

“Guy, what the f**k do you want? Don’t you own a clock?”

“Chik, we need a pic of you eating lunch for SOFREP.”

“You’re drunk again, aren’t you?” He replied.

“A little, but James thinks we could get a million views posting a picture of you eating lunch. Not today, of course,” I continued, “Old Geo…I mean young Geo.”