By the time Sunday afternoon rolls around, nap time is over and the wrestlessness sets in, the real fun begins. What else is there to do besides challenge eachother and see who the real man-child is? Sam wins, hands down- a fireball, lemon head and a war head all at once without puking or spitting it out. And he claims it was no where near as bad as eating Sushi. It must of damaged some brain cells.
I don't know why it is posting things sideways... I can't seem to fix it!
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