Explosion
I finally told those kids to stop bothering me. I told them that I didn’t want to judge their pie eating contests anymore. I didn’t want to arm wrestle them. I don’t care if they made a ... Read More 

Happy Birthday? You tell me.

Today is apparently my birthday. I would not have remembered if it wasn’t for those weird kids. How they found out it was my birthday, I’ll never know. Just as Gunter, my massage therapist was

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What’s it all about?
Every two weeks, I pay a man with a curly moustache $300 to cut my hair. You have to look sharp in the business world. But this week, I had to miss my appointment because those crazy kids at the TV studio ... Read More