Well it's been some number of years since I've perused the hallowed halls of the redhedd. The years have set in. The beard has gone brown, the head has peppered white, and 65 pounds has been shed. As my middle life crisis has begun. I find myself cool with it because now I can have a mustang and run around like retard, but at least I'm a retard with a believable excuse.
How have you been redheddians? It's been ages!
