I got to spend the weekend with this guy. Jealous? Yeah, you should be.
If you’re wondering what’s going on don’t, because I really can’t explain it. I will say that where there is one adult onesie, there are bound to be more. And where there are multiple adult onesies, there are bound to be guns and a Mr. McGibblets costume. And when you’ve got all that going on, it’s a time so good it’s hard to remember the next morning. So, if I saw you last night or–more appropriately–you saw me, I’m not sorry.