Happy fall, folks. As a wise & handsome man once said (I’m talking about me, if that’s not clear), “We're all gonna have so much f**%*ng fun we'll need plastic surgery to remove our goddamn smiles!” Enjoy today, pet your dog & can someone please bring me another bologna sandwich?
If I let being bad at something stop me I wouldn't be here. That thing some men call failure I call living. It's like breakfast, and I'm not leaving until I clean out the buffet.