i did not follow the caylee anthony trial. from the little i had heard of the case it seemed pretty open and shut. but who am i to deem innocence and guilt? haven’t we all faced false accusations? i have. it’s a hands triple-tied behind your back, cat hair...
i admit to it. i am guilty of glut. yesterday i was a complete beast. i did things to a thousand island jar, only the likes of coney island hot dog eaters have attempted. hopefully my fellow partygoers don’t remember my caramel corn grand finale. i’m off...
