Never ask a black guy

Never ask a black guy if he likes fried chicken.

 

 

That’s my advice for the day. Elisa’s friend Sam was over today. I guess it was his 24th birthday, so he stopped by.

 

At some point I had the brilliant idea to ask Sam whether or not he likes fried chicken. Apparently that was a dumb question.

Every black guy likes fried chicken and Sam is no different. Thursday, we got the NFL scouts coming to Seattle. Both, Sam and I will give it a shot.  Sam is going to try playing linebacker and I will most likely take pictures of the whole thing. 

Updates have been made to the about mario section. Now you can learn what happened in my life in 1982.

 

Also, check out Sam. It becomes very obvious why he is trying out for the NFL and I am working in Advertising.