Andy, me, and Mike on News Years Eve 2006. So almost 2007. I think 2007 was really our year, Mike, because by the look on my face, we were not friends yet. Or I was mad at something else...I'm always mad at something.
This is Mike, about to eat a whole rack of ribs. He dressed for the occasion (he looks like a lumberjack...Classic Mike).
He's sporty too. Volleyball. Manly. Anywho, he's single, so if you're interested email me! (Mike-I'll be sure to screen them for you.)
Lastly, but not leastly: I'm determined to turn Alex's friends into huggers, even though I'm not necessarily a hugger. And so I decided to start with Mike.
This was after I stalked him for an entire weekend...but he was cool with it. Except I'm pretty sure he was trying to kill me, because my ribs were definitely cracked after this...Thanks Mikey.
Welp, that's it. I'm pretty proud of my post so...
...Suck it, Mike. And be safe!