The weirdest dream that I can remember happened today. I was in a blue 2005 (somehow I knew it was a 2005) Ford Mustang with my friends Sam and Anthony and we were going down a brick road and through a tunnel then we found the singer, Lady, and we twerked with her. Like, what does that even mean?
If I could only smell one thing for the rest of my life it would either be coffee beans or manly man scent.
If I were a dinosaur I’d be…hmm. Probably something water-dwelling.
I have thought of selling the product of my wife skills nearly every day.
I don’t like strawberry ice cream, but I do like chocolate and vanilla. I prefer strawberry strawberries.