Hello everybody, everybody hello.
It's been a week without Shit Talking? Really? Sorry, somethings got in the way of other things and those other things ended up rolling downhill into the parked 1983 Chevette that is my life.
Anyway, back on the horse.
Who doesn't like a good tickle? Kids, moms, teens, the old guy at the Schlotzsky's Deli drive-thru who serves you a sandwich right at close who, coincidentally isn't wearing pants underneath his sandwich apron—true story.
Alright. Enough rambling. Get back to your work week and don't forget to reach out, reach out and tickle someone.