It finally happened. Will Leitch ruined my birthday in grand fashion. I confronted the Leitch. I was Bill O'Riley to his pin-head liberal martyr, but after besting my foe, I found I could no longer enjoy my birthday. To quote Hans, "And when Alexander saw the breadth of his domain, he wept. For there were no more worlds to conquer."
Photographic evidence below:
More photos of that tragic night can be found here.
My work here is done. I'm moving on. I have a new blog with a new mission statement. You see, today is the birthday of Tom Brokaw. I'll be dammed if that guy is getting a free pass. Check out the excitement!
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I may not be able to spell in english or spanish, but I sure can draw a damn stick figure.
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