“No Shave November” is simply an evil plot set forth by Tony Frank’s beard to make a population in its own image. I am only too happy to comply.
To the squirrel giving me the dirty look: You better watch your back.
To the girl who was telling me how to pick up women on Saturday night: You must have given me bad advice, because I didn’t bring you home.
Cowgirls in big pickup trucks make me happy in that special kind of way.
The one thing I’m looking forward to most during Thanksgiving Break: being able to poop in private.
Is there a way to find out who my Preview partner was two years ago? Mine was hot, and I’ve hit a dry spell.