Oh Fudge.
Clear the streets.
Secure all livestock and heavy machinery.
Hide the cutlery and left-handed scissors.
Dave is off the sauce.
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There comes a special day in every man-child's life where he nervously struggles to his feet, puffs up his chest to squelch the butterflies in his stomach, pumps his balmy fist in the air, and boldly proclaims: 'Today... is not that day'.
Now that I have raised your expectations and brought it to an unsatisfactory climax, I deem it timely to segue to the limp denouement, my blog.
Now that I have raised your expectations and brought it to an unsatisfactory climax, I deem it timely to segue to the limp denouement, my blog.
2 comments:
new post already!!
Where's the new content?!?! This is rapidly approaching ridonkulous levels!
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