This morning as I was brushing my teeth I caught a glimpse of what three months of going to the gym has produced… I got me some damn sexy armpits. All this hell for pretty pits?!
If I work really hard, by Christmas I should have the crotches between my knuckles looking almost Supermanish.
I didn’t necessarily say this was music.
Mr. Wilson called today.
During the course of the usual, friendly, first-few-days-of-January-banter (you know: “How’d you ring in the New Year?“, “How’s the fam?“, “Hey, you wouldn’t have a flaming case of herpes by any chance would ya?“) he asked about my New Year’s resolutions.
I told him I had two.
1.) To smoke one less crack [...]
Introducing…
Lewis J. Bigg’uhn
Complete with Flying Vomit Inducing Cuteness!
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