A deli employee bet me an egg sandwich that “The Brian” James will win the NBA Championship this year. Here’s hoping I don’t win on a very uncomfortable to explain technicality.
Paparazzo & Isles.
If you thought Fifty Shades of Grey was hot, just wait until you read this romance novel featuring Alex Watt, a high school student with “blonde hair and baby blue eyes and a charming smile.”
You’ve truly outdone yourself this time, Google Alerts.
Love it or leave it, Tom. Love it or leave it.
New rap name: Josh
This is a legal document.
I tried to go fishing today, but left my reel at the store, making it impossible to catch anything but the eye of those who disapproved of a man riding the subway with a bag of already defrosted bait.
I still like the idea of casting out into the heavily polluted waters I’ve come to know and love, but if it ever leads me to think “at least I’m not pleasuring myself in front of everyone” again, I think I’ll find a new hobby.
Food Poisoning
I’ve always wanted to play a pizza delivery man in something and, while I don’t in this, it’s probably close enough.
Pettie Murphy.
