Today, I drank a coffee. It was brewed by Michael Jackson - it tasted like bleach. I guess he didn't like his coffee black. I cycled over to Clinton's house to throw an egg at her dog. But Clinton's house cycled to me first. On an egg. Wait, does that make me the dog? Kim is my best friend. We go way back. I think, kindergarten. Maybe before. Yeah, the both of us, laughing and playing Fortnite while the Nazis invaded Germany. Good memories.All Rights Reserved