Kyle is a great cook, as those of you who heard about his Turducken masterpiece at Christmas last year know. Usually when Ken is off on a trip and I’m here at home, I live on beer and sandwiches. But Kyle made a bitchen breakfast today when my lazy butt finally got out of bed around 11, an we’re bbq-ing with his girlfriend, Rhiana, tonight. I’m stoked.
Here is Kyle playing Wii:
Not as exciting as Tokyo, but there you have it…
That bottle on the floor looks shamefully like a SN Pale Ale… did you run out of Bigfoot?