stick ’em up.

One of my residents walked into my office yesterday carrying this:

Being the calm, cool and collected gal I am, I gasped and dropped to the floor.

I think it’s safe to say that any street cred I, perhaps delusionally, thought I had at some point has been buried in a grave with the pride I lost this last weekend when I called Corpus Christi “Corpus Crispy” to a couple of friends.

If you feel the need to unfollow me now, feel free. No one will blame you.