My story starts with a guy walking into a bar, and I know, you shouldn’t start a story that way unless you have a really good joke or a punch-line at the end of it, but this isn’t one of those bar jokes, this just happened to me last Tuesday so I think It’s okay. Like I said, this guy walks into a bar and nothing funny happens. He just orders a drink, sits at a stool and starts reading the paperback he’s carrying. But what catches my eye about him is, we’re both reading the same book! So I say to him:
I tried my hand at doing hourlies this year! If there’s a thesis statement here it’s that hourlies are horrible torture.
that’s me that’s me