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Jul 13, 2020

What the Hell, Will?

What the Hell, Will?

You know the dream. The one where you're in line somewhere, maybe the Super Target™ or a grocery store. A busy day. People everywhere. Only then do you realize you are buck-ass naked—not a stitch of clothing. This was kinda like that. A twisted little tale. Personally, I blame Will.