Sunday, June 7, 2009
Whenever I feel like touchin' stuff, I get out my special gloves just made for touchin' stuff.
OK, I've got a confession, I put the 'S' on the box with a marker. Really had you goin' there for a minute, didn't I? I know, sorry, it's lame, but c'mon, it's Sunday night, it's late and we can't all be witty all the time.