I can’t go into what’s taken me so long to get back to the hedgehog, my dears. Nay. Suffice it to say, I have phantom-kicked Ralph Nader, Howard Schultz, and David Stern in their respective baby-makers with the amount of force in keeping with douchebaggery of the acts they have committed.
Now.
We’re moving. Again. To Austin. [...]
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