ugh. i’m fighting this with a heroic dose of drugs, gatorade, shitty soup, smoothies with bee pollen, jello and crappy movies, but i still feel like death warmed over.
of course, what ever happened to skeet ulrich? i mean, aside from the super unfortunate name, where did he go? what even happened to him?
i imagine he killed a hooker somewhere.
that seems likely.
