Welp, we just arrived at our gloomy home in Atlanta about 2 hours ago from our cruise and I already feel suicidal.

For those of you who don’t know, Beth and me went on a “Keith And The Girl” cruise. I mean, the whole cruise wasn’t Keith And The Girl related but they were there. For those who don’t know who Keith And the Girl are, then what are you doing here? Go listen right NOW!

The Wifey and I hadda blast on the cruise despite the lack of photographic evidence. Looks like we didn’t need to, anyway. All of you got more than enough for my perusal.

Speaking of pictures, sheesh- I know the camera adds 20 pounds but next to my new buddy McNally I look down right like a beast! Time to shove a finger down the ol’ wind pipe again.

Say, why didn’t anyone tell me about the pills in Mexico?

Instead of drugstore shopping me and my dumb ol’ wife went on an excursion and took in some”culture” in the way of Mayan ruins. I know, right? what the fuck, dudes?
I could really use a little something to ease the pain.

Did anyone else get sick? I don’t mean puke sick or booze sick,but,like,a cold sick? We both cough a cold. I guess it coulda been from all the kids sneezing under the sneeze guard on the buffet.
Little shits…

I really can’t help but to wonder how many Keith And The Girl babies we will see 9 months from now. That cougar kickin’ it with one of our own prolly has an egg or two left in her. Uh oh-

It was sickening great to meet all of you. I liked no-loved you all.

(Photos by Newsy)

I did manage to find time to draw a coupla Keith’s.