Those of you who participated in the 2011 Disguise Week should remember who I am. The rest of you could check there or use your deductive powers to discover it.
This year it’s been a Snap.
My roids were hanging down to my knees so I finally agreed to go in for surgery. They had me bent over with my arse up in the air for all to see. I’m glad for Obamacare because if it wasn’t for it, I would’ve been over a sawhorse instead of a table that bends in the middle.
I’d throw some cash at these boys but I think they are looking for other boys.