This is officially the halfway mark on my Red October mission. It is also officially the end of a long-ass week that I’m really thankful I got through alive.
To celebrate, I plan to do the following activities in my wooden shit-shack:
So while I’m smashing my way through some exceptionally fine single malt (I feel a cheeky dram of Talisker coming on) I would like you to meet my friend Melissa Riso.
What do you reckon? Five out of ten? Six? I think six is fair. Good job Melissa, that bonus point is for always flossing.
Aaaaaaaaand, I’m done.