Dante and I alternate Fridays letting deprived Stoolies get shit off their chests in the comment section.
This blog series is simply for confessions (and clicks) and we have a special Christmas edition today.
I'll go first…
There is no Santa.
If there's anything you need to get off your chest, then the comments are open.
Two Hail Marys, three Our Fathers, and slip a 20 in the collection box on the way out… All is forgiven.