We’ve got to talk.
So I’m like, gonna be 30 next year, which issss a bit scary. So, there’s that fact. 2nd fact. I went shopping today at the new Target in East Harlem. I needed to get some stuff, OK? I needed new sheets. So I go to the sheets isle. There’s basically no selection. Only like 3 choices under 30$(right?). So, being the almost-thirty-year-old-dude that I am I bought the cheapest sheets that were available.
They just so happen to be flannel and have snowman on them.
While checking out I realized “What if I bring a lady home and when she sees my sheets, she don’t wanna bone?” Then, you know what, I realized that fuck it. Fuck it. I don’t wanna bone any lady who don’t wanna get down in the snowman sheets.
Embrace the Snowman Sheets.
