The confusion over Phil’s handedness continues. Does he bat lefty? Does he skateboard goofy-footed? Which hand–
Don’t say it.
–does he play with his seastones with?
You said it.
I’m asking the important questions.
Not Pictured: Billy, just out of frame, dipping his cock-and-balls into ink and smacking the whole mess onto the posters.
“There ya go! Like a royal seal!”
The woman in the background stared at the metal barricade for two hours.
Ross James is a wonderful guitarist, but he’s an odd choice for a security guard.