Saturday, July 5, 2008 at 10:52 AM
Edited Saturday, July 5, 2008 at 11:10 AM I used to live with two dudes. We had a hacked cable box so we could watch fights, basketball, porn. One of my roommates was a baker and prone to narcolepsy due to his hours. My other roommate found him one morning in his awesome leather recline passed out, pants undone, TV on the porn channel, and holding a melting ice cream sandwich. Too tired to eat ice cream or beat off-it was really sad. The brand of ice cream sandwich? Mr. Cookie Face--seems important somehow. —bguirk |
