my birthday gift from my wife and daughter arrived in the mail.
booyah, grandma. booyah.
i'm not a wrasslin' fan by any respect (my babysitter told me it was fake in 91' hasn't been the same since) but how could i pass up a chance for an emerald kitty cover that makes me look brutish at the same time. i think i'm just in love with the paradox.
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