I mentioned that I had wanted to introduce my friends to each other so I put out an open-air invite: HER and I are getting married (eventually...). I need to start introducing our people to our other people. THEREFORE those of you brave enough should send me a message saying "HIM (or whatever else you call me), blog me." Which I will then proceed to create a blog post about you and include a picture (probably either from my records or your facebook) and some other stuff I feel people should know about you. It will essentially be me kissing your ass for AT LEAST 2 paragraphs.



"WarHen"

Of the three he's most like: Nice.

Don't you ever let me hear you say something ill about WarHen this guy is straight up and down like 6:00. He's the guy I used to be or maybe even still be if I never decided that getting girls was more important than being a nice guy. ... and if I were white. ... and if I were carved out of fucking solid oak. Ok so I'm nothing like him but that's probably for the best.

The fact of the matter is is that WarHen despite the ridiculous nickname I gave him is like a navigational tool that points you to a land of rainbows (both gay and non gay), flying unicorns, soft beds, lakes of stew and whiskey too. All you got to do listen. Dude knows what he's talking about. Ok for real, what else do you need to know? The dude is so hard you don't know where bones end and muscle start, he'll drive you home when you're absolutely drunk (ask HER) and he's ok with me giving him a nickname like "WarHen."