I’m Not Saying Diet Coke Cured The Plague But It Could Have*

I apparently had the plague this weekend. Now, I know what you’re thinking.  You’re all, Puddin, dood, I totally know what you mean when you say that. I mean, this one time, I went to Vegas/New Orleans/Tijuana/Buffalo** and I picked up this hangover so bad it was like fighting a nineteen-headed hell-beast from Greek mythology … Continue reading I’m Not Saying Diet Coke Cured The Plague But It Could Have*

Gone Puddin’

I know, we haven’t talked in a while.  It’s, like, I haven’t been around for the past few days or something. Well, actually, it’s not like that at all. It’s exactly that.  I haven’t been. Around, that is.  I’ve been in Connecticut. Yes, that state in New England. Because I had to do [redacted]. Truth … Continue reading Gone Puddin’