Sup. It’s me, Roger’s ass.
Listen, I’m in Maui right now on business, but I wanted to set the record straight. It wasn’t steroids or vitamin B or lidocaine or ZaRex that Roger was injecting into me. It was nothing but gravy. Rich, savory, turkey gravy.
And for what it’s worth, Roger can find me with both hands and a map, thank you very much.
Ass out.
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PS: Good tidings for a good cause over at Soxaholix.
PPS: Laura Behnke controls the tides. Of my heart.
