I'm home, and I have many a post idea. One of them will be about the mother of my oldest niece's boyfriend. I'm pretty sure she didn't want kids, or at the very least didn't like the ones she got.
Stopping your car and telling your five and seven year old that you were are Freddy Kruegar's house? Really?
I also managed to rip open two of my fingers, get the stomach flu, and dream about masturbation, which was fun!
More stuff coming soon, folks, Happy New Year, try not to tie it on TOO tight, huh?