Yes, it's been three months, but we're here and ready to rock. This time around, we wax poetic about 26th Birthdays, Keanu Reeves' sleuthing skills and how the end of the world will affect our student loans.
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Seve: each year I make up a stupid rhyme to celebrate my birthday. I suspect it helps my year become super duper awesome. You should try it. My 26th was twenty six, twenty six, ain't no kid playing pick up sticks. Look forward to 29. Twenty nine - twenty nine don't eat that cheeseburger it is mine.
ReplyDeleteanother great show. Thanks for keeping me company on this Friday afternoon.