You just described my morning so far.

Right? It’s so strange.

Holy fuck. That’s awful.

I remember buying that CD. Listened to it constantly.
14 year old me would’ve loved to have heard you sing that.
41 year old me still would.
So there.

I mean, when has Twitter ever been askew?

Unacceptable. Time for a roadtrip.

Don’t get me wrong. I have non-negotiables. If I can’t have my fried apples and hash brown casserole, both at the table during the meal with a second order of each for the car ride home, I will have a tantrum and someone will have to buy me scooter pies in the store.

I understand completely. Just sharing my honest, unfiltered thoughts.

p.s. - No. please no. Never. Uh-uh. Negative, Ghost Rider. Your upper arms are *perfect*.

Okay. Heard and understood. I’ve been there. I know that feeling well. And I also know that the only opinion that matters here is yours. Thats a given. But I do feel the need to point out that you are jaw-droppingly (word?) stunning in every way imaginable and nothing can change that. At all. Ever.

Just gonna go ahead and preemptively cross that one off my list.

20 minutes later, I got out of the pool because it started raining.
Why? Why did I do that? 🤦‍♂️