Home again, home again
And already kinda wishing it was October of 2010.
I miss you guys like whoa already, seriously. I can't even begin... God, I love you guys! (Okay, okay. I'll stop gushing now.)
Anyway, on to a little bit of personal con business:
To the chick who thought it appropriate to wear that shirt and ask that question after admitting in front of 1500 people that it took you 26 years to get your son out of your basement...
You do that in line in front of me again, and I'm gonna smack you in the back of the head. I swear to God.
I miss you guys like whoa already, seriously. I can't even begin... God, I love you guys! (Okay, okay. I'll stop gushing now.)
Anyway, on to a little bit of personal con business:
To the chick who thought it appropriate to wear that shirt and ask that question after admitting in front of 1500 people that it took you 26 years to get your son out of your basement...
You do that in line in front of me again, and I'm gonna smack you in the back of the head. I swear to God.