Things that you must do…
If you do nothing else this week, you must rent Forgetting Sarah Marshall. Not only is this movie perhaps the funniest thing I’ve seen all year; you get to see a plethora of cock in the beginning. And when, oh when, is the male penis exploited in all it’s floppy glory? Titties, a gogo. But penis? Never. I fully support this trend. More cock. Less filler. Thank you.
I have wanted a nice, cold Miller Lite for the past 24 hours. If only I had the cash. And a babysitter.
Work went fast and wasn’t horrible today which is always good for a Monday. Bring on Friday!
David is thinking of starting a blog. If he does, you all must read him. He’s funny as fuck!
That’s all the drivel I can muster for one day. Back to your regularly scheduled programs.
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