So Joe says, "Don't update now."
We've been talking about "wouldja's?" and "whosat's?" all night. And instructing my brother on the finer points of cunnilingus. Not that he needs to know it now, but that he should remember it.
Earlier we were pimping around in the Sienna to N.E.R.D. I love that freakin' album.
Oh good God!