I’d like to thank the gents so much for talking about greasy, cheesy, unhealthy food for three hours whilst I scarfed down a salad for dinner. Were I able, I guarantee I would’ve been spending my life savings at 7-11 tonight. I hope the feeling passes because otherwise tomorrow I’ll be writing the blog post from an intense food coma before signing up for CrossFit.
Just kidding. I don’t exercise.
Sport ball, sport ball, sport ball.
I’ve never seen Louis CK but I’m officially intrigued enough to maybe watch it. I like the idea of the show being exaggerations of how Louis views the situations he’s in. I’m sure most of my life isn’t as bad as I think it is in my brain space. Maybe. Hopefully. Oh gosh I hope it’s not. Otherwise I’m in trouble.
And David’s back to talk Song of the Summer! In the interest of full disclosure, I’ll admit I have the worst taste in music, but a lot of the nominees so far make me feel…dirty? Grungy? I’m so not cool. That Justin T song is a jam though. I could get down with that.
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