I walked home the other day to find Landon, the chihuahua, wearing a sweater resembling that of Mr. Rogers. That's about all there is to that story; it was an choice of fashion. Since Brian started buying clothing for the chihuahua, I havn't had a dull moment. There's just something about a dog dressed in American Eagle that just seems to change the dynamics of any situation.
Speaking of my roommates, I played Kings the other night with four gay men and three women. On "never have I ever," everyone had only one finger left. Therefore, I proclaimed, "Never have I ever sucked a dick." Everyone but me had to drink.
It's really been an uneventful last few days, ever since I went to New Jersey without actually making it to New Jersey. Until something happens, enjoy a video of the Fat Jew
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