GUESS WHAT GUYS
i bought a chin-up bar. i’m going to soak my nervous system in a diet coke/testosterone/cioppino-type red broth. soon all of my decision making will be controlled by the lymph nodes in my upper crotch.
also Operation Grow A Beard was canned due to unsatisfactory results at multiple testing sites. Then its legislative stepchild Grow a Mustache was also tabled due to my own reflection scaring me.
this year is going to be a big year for seafood.
also, i wasn’t lying about being in NYC this weekend. who wants a hug.
