As I love to make publicly known, my friends and I love “395,” a 3-digit number that started as a random inside joke and turned into a … much more heavily-referenced inside joke that now has a substantial life of its own and has little to do with the original humor behind it.
Now, you all should love it too, but I recognize that most folks out there don’t invest the/effort/energy/mental-bandwidth that my group of friends from home and I do in scouring this great world of ours for signs of it. That’s okay; we’re happy to take on that legwork for the good of the land. Gotta give the people what they want!
As such, I thought I’d put together a quick BlogCat to share with the public, in no particular order, some of the recent moments in documented 395 history. True, some are better than others (the first one always gets me). Some of these were crafted with specific 395 intent, while others were found in the wild, in their natural habitat. Regardless, they’re all beautiful in their own way, so please enjoy responsibly:
What a prestigious alumnus!
Hail to the victors!
You’ve unlocked the key to MY heart.
The most generous tip a man could leave.
This is a picture of our Fantasy Football trophy, and possibly my favorite of all these 395s. And yes, you guessed it, that absolutely IS a pokemon pun!
Words to live by.
Somebody! Anybody! Unfollow Gabe immediately!
I still can’t believe he got this far.
That’s just a great deal.
Some more smart pricing.
Don’t we all.
395 Madness!
How else do you put hot sauce on a sandwich?
No, I did not know!
Some fantastic order numbers.
Our founding fathers would be so proud.
Ahhh…. the sweet taste of victory.