Ned Hickson has become a fast friend. This is how I treat my friends. (Yes, I’m a strange guy, thank you very much.) Enjoy.

Perhaps because he is Canadian and not subject to U.S. privacy laws, or possibly because he has an overactive imagination fueled by pure maple syrup, Hook claimed to have discovered information about me which — as a gift — he promised to keep quiet. However, because I believe in full disclosure, and because these were too funny to keep to myself, I have included his discoveries here, along with some explanations. Mostly because I don’t want Peter Dinklage kicking down my door.
I promise it…
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My friend, thanks you for a gift that keeps on giving. Sort of like Ron Jeremy, but not as hairy.
I know there’s a compliment in there somewhere…
Of course! *cough cough*
That maple syrup is some heavy stuff, for sure.
It’s not for the lightweights among us, that’s for sure.
Well, there is a list to top all lists!
Now I’m going to have to top myself, Michelle!
I love this concept. Can’t wait for more. Recently started reading Ned, and well, his writing pumps my pistol.
Penelope, there you are!
Haha, I never know when she’s going to pop up…
“Pumps my pistol”?
You’re a joy to read, Nadia.
Even your comments pop!
Hook and Ned…there is a collaboration here that needs to be pursued, you guys are like the Statler and Waldorf of the blogging community.
We try, buddy.
Who’s who, by the way?
That was hysterical. Glad that Pete Smalls is dead and it isn’t Ned. Ned’s dead baby? Nawwww not the same ring.
Good to see you Hook!