What. A. Crock. Of. Shit.
I’m calling a spade a spade here, but who am I, right?
Even though this is not funny at all, it’s also hilarious at the same time.
Nothing can ruin a party like a migraine can.
For now I’m basking in other people’s success that have strains of similarities to my own.
Keep it real this Christmas.
Boy am I a sucker for blue eyes and there is no exception here.
Tomorrow my dreams of talking on the radio about sports are coming to reality.
The 9-1 Chiefs squared off with the 9-1 Rams.
Just think about the past. I’m batting over .500 on the season.