In your face. Face first. Face up. Face down. Face plant. Face time. Face the music. Face the facts. Face it. Chicks dig big beards…or not.
A shout out to Milkshake’s Mom’s Sixth Grade class in Arcadia. Word. Words. Word! Looking back on my Spokane straight-laced ex-military sixth grade teacher…if he busted out some free verse written by a bike messenger it would’ve created a ripple in the force, a bump in the space time coffee beer continuum. Remember kids: rules, recipes and regulations are suggestions, it’s up to you to season to taste and sauté with a plenty of garlic and onions. Say what you mean. Mean what you say. Ask for what you want.
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