It’s Always Funny Until You Discover It’s You
I can relate to Woody’s disappointment. My birthday cake is gone. Well, it’s gone in the sense that I can no longer eat it. In another sense it’ll probably be with me for quite a few years.
So, I bet you’re asking yourself, “I wonder what Ben and Paul want for Christmas.” Well, let me start with this; don’t worry about Paul, he’s fine and has everything he needs.
I, on the other hand, would appreciate it if you would give me the gift of becoming a fan of Woody After Hours on Facebook. We’re looking for six more fans to reach the pivotal one-hundred-fan milestone. What happens when we reach one-hundred fans? Fortune and glory, kid. Fortune and glory.
At least that’s what they tell me.