Its really odd telling people how you and your partner met when it involves him grabbing your ankle on the sidewalk and screaming “the cramps suck”. It doesn’t get any better when you consider that he also happened to be wearing bright purple booty shorts at the time, and after partaking in his jug of Carlo Rossi, we decided to get…a bit more aquatinted behind a dumpster.
…and this is why I usually just tell people I found him in a dumpster.
I never understood the hype about Carhart… until now.
so, it looks like I’m dating my road dog…eh, could be worse
One freight train down, and I already hate Norfolk Southern