: About Me

Won't You Be My Neighbor? One incredibly hot and humid night in July, I was upstairs in my shabby-yet not nearly as chic bedroom, lying on the bed and singing "Mister Roboto" into my fan. I was just getting to the good dancing part when I noticed something out of the corner of my eye. I looked out the window and became transfixed by a horrible sight. My naked neighbor, who I will politely say is incredibly voluptuous, but in an extremely droopy way- was practicing what I think to be - Pilates. At least that's what I hope she was doing with her legs spread and ample posterior region jutting...