Before my wife went to South Africa, honestly, the only thing I knew about South Africa was that they love their vuvuzelas. I hate vuvuzelas. Period. (Is “vuvuzelas” the plural of “vuvuzela?” Or, is vuvuzela plural? You know what, I don’t care)
I had a physical recently. I was more worried about having some kind of hypoglycemic migraine than what they might find in my blood. They found nothing. Well, nothing unusual. Yet.
I managed to get to Back-to-School night after getting Crazy Chicken to go. You know what, I have to actually eat the Crazy Chicken, or I tend to get a bit crazy.
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