Ummm … okay, I have no idea what to say about this one either. She doesn’t look too great, but it’s not like I spent a lot of time day-dreaming about Sheryl Crow topless, so I’m not really disappointed or anything. It’s like seeing a porcupine or something. You didn’t expect to see one, but hey, look, there’s one. And that’s what it looks like.
Anyway, what did you guys do this weekend? Anything cool? I went to see Hostage. That was pretty cool. And then I brought home this chick and the next morning I woke up with a bunch of new scratches on my chest. Actually they’re cuts. And they’re in the shape of a big pentagram. Is that bad? Does that mean anything?
Hey, what? Oh man, did you guys just say my name or are the voices in my head getting louder?
So hungry, so very very hungry…