That's How It Happened

My whole life I've dreamed of driving a talking car and hanging out with Yasmine Bleeth. Last night by chance I saw David Hasslehoff in Fitzrovia. He was looking tall, tanned, and wholesome. Not only is he pretty familiar with talking cars and Yasmine Bleeth, but he also helped end the cold war. I figure if I'm going to grow up to achieve as much as he has, and look as handsome as he does, I should probably spend less time in front of a computer. So I've decided not to post any (more) links today, and I might not tomorrow either.