I’ll never forget when I found out where babies come from. Dad took me to the parking lot of the Women’s and Children’s Center at the hospital. “Here comes another one,” Dad would say as another lady was wheeled out. “Congrats, son,” Dad said as we drove home, “you’re a man now.”
You would not BELIEVE the money you can make selling wristbands! Go to a church parking lot. WRISTBAND! Go to Dave & Busters. WRISTBAND! Distant relative’s funeral? You guessed it WRISTBAND!
My tribute band (Bob Jetty & The Smart Bakers) don’t have “groupies” but there are a lot of people who come to our shows asking about “the bake sale.”
I ate some “tortilla-style protein chips” today that tasted like a batch my uncle might’ve made in his garage if he didn’t know about tortillas or taste buds. So, yeah, I’m pretty healthy.
A raccoon on the garage roof just staring me down. A real game of chicken. What’s your move bud? You think I’m scared? You think I’ve never kissed a raccoon before?