Wow, look at us – we’ve done 50 of these jim jams. We should have a clear picture of the many shades of me, now.
Me right this very second – trying to get Vincent to calm the eff down in a not-attractive swing we just got him, encouraging Major to not lick his face every three seconds, and eating a microwaved veggie sausage to keep myself alive. This is me now!
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