It has been brought to my attention REPEATEDLY that my cousin June is "off the air". I can sense the hormones raging in desperate need of a Monday Swoon. Don't look at me, I am a man. And a real man, of course, would not post scantily clad pictures of other men on his blog. I am one of those men.
I am so "real man" ish...
that I channel thoughts from Charles Heston to the NRA regularly.
that I got a paper cut and axle grease came out.
that I once shot myself in the stomach because it growled at me.
that... ahh never mind. You get the picture.
Back to June's blog.
I have no idea what is going on. I have not talked to June in a couple of weeks. I'll bet, she might be doing a hot yoga workout marathon. She's crazy enough to do it. I swear she is. 4 days straight. A World Record attempt, I'm sure. She will be recovering for weeks from a hospital bed. Poor, poor June.
But, seriously. I'm on it.
Cousin Steve OUT!!