What can I say…What can I say about a guy. A guy who works hard. A guy who’s had a rough time of it lately. A guy who fought with his sister last week about the Pittsburgh Steelers… A guy who slammed his hand in his trunk and didn’t know he’d broken three bones until the next day. What can I say?

Apparently NOTHING since I couldn’t get a word in edgewise on last night’s date. Two long hours of listening. At one point I told him his sandwich was getting cold just so he’d stuff it in his mouth so he couldn’t talk.

Longest. Date. Ever.

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