I just realized something horrifying: I’m wearing Baltimore Ravens’ colors. I freaking hate the Ravens. And I mean a lot. Blah, blah hometown sports team pride. F that noise in their purple and black assholes. Seriously, me no likey.
Yet, when I was offered free corporate passes to last night’s game, I jumped at the chance. And you’ll never believe who I took to the game with me. The one, the only, Lit’l Smokey.
I have THE best stories to share. Sadly, I can’t right now because I have to run off for a little bit. You can just sit there and wonder why we were talking about cookies and bartles & jaymes.