My brain read the text as he picked up a gun sock, that held extra rounds AND jellybeans. Not a gun sock and jelly beans.
I wake up this morning to three AI photos he generated of “tactical jellybeans” as we deemed them.
If this one ain’t the fucking one, he ain’t out there.
My wife explained to me that Zac Brown, Zach Bryan, and Luke Bryan are 3 completely different people who happen to work in the same industry, and the one who dated a girl named Chicken Fry had nothing to do with a song called Chicken Fried, and I think I have a brain bleed.