So a million apologies. Some fuckjob broke Blogger on Thursday afternoon and it didn't come back till late, late Friday night. At that point I was still in a drunken stupor from trying to drink the Red Wings back into the playoffs after their game 7 loss. The weekend came and went and I vowed to make things better today. But apparently the Sharks still have a dick up my ass and the internet has been out at work until now. Soooo, just like any other time I have a problem in my life, I go to Coco's ass for guidance. She told me to hype her new reality show with hushand Ice-T and to move once more unto the breach, dear friend. And when that ass talks, I listen. So be sure to watch Coco's reality show as it's the most no brainer reality show of all time and to give me another shot. Peace and love and Coco's butt.
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