Annnnnnnd … my descent into the Shanty Irish Existential Vacuum continues, as my friends persuade me to try cheap cigars. (If it’s $1.50 at 7-11, it ain’t no Cuban.)
What’s next? Pot belly? Receding hairline? Wifebeater t-shirt?
I’m going to be Al Bundy by the time the Mary Washington College Reunion rolls around …