Dante and I alternate Fridays letting deprived Stoolies get shit off their chests.
This blog series is simply for confessions (and clicks).
I'll go first…
I thought I was going to die last week, and I deleted my cookies on the way to the hospital.
The comments are open if there's anything you need to get off your chest.
Two Hail Marys, three Our Fathers, and slip a 20 in the collection box on the way out… All is forgiven.
While I have you, I have 3 YouTube channels containing everything I do…
and, of course, Clem, Chaps, and I are still grinding out sponsored content without the financial drain of a producer on…
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