So I caught a ton of shit for going apple picking in Connecticut with the Lady Friend last weekend, but you can all piss off. I mean everyone's doing it man. It's kinda like a right of passage for dudes in serious relationships. Sort of like a vasectomy. Even Follett has to pretend to like this weird Fall ritual. How bout that applebottom? Damn.
PS - Added bonus, Blueskier Maia made bomb pancakes with fresh apple crisp the morning after.
PSS - Follett better watch out for applelanches, they're deadly.
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