Franklin da pig

Every day I come home from work and this little weasel jumps on his platform and starts squealing at me. I like to think that he's telling me about his day and asking me about mine. So, I open his cage and pat his back and say, "Thank you, Franklin, for greeting me so nicely... Continue Reading →


I wore this: But, I mean, is that all that exciting? Maybe not. Instead I'll tell ya: I drove mi padre to the North American International Auto Show today. (BACK SEAT DRIVER. GET OUT MAH CAR. At one point I was like, "Tell me how to do one more thing, and I will tell you... Continue Reading →

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