Hey friends. It’s pretty late and I have been out drinking tonight.

Here are some things you should probably know:

I went out tonight with Dorothy, Linda’s fucking lush friend, to a place called The Other Place. This is the first time I’ve ever been to a place that made me wish I knew what another place would be.

After introducing myself as Chad to a bunch of tough, old dudes that could have curb stomped me, I left with the quickness back home.

I ate some of Twill’s bread and butter with my bare hands (sorry twill, I will buy you an icecream)

I ate Brad’s Captain Crunch with a fork (sorry brad, I will buy you a car)

My satin sheets never looked more comfortable

You have the following to look forward to:

My St. James trip bloggory

Update on how people feel about my recently posted news

Pictures of my privates

 

Holy shit, this captain crunch has made me feel like nutsack. This is poisoned captain crunch. Do not eat captain crunch. Fuck my life, captain crunch.

Glasvegas. Listen. I dare you.