It's time to introduce ya'll to one of my besties, Monica. We've known each other since nam and both have a history of wheezing when laughing so buckle up. Something we bonded over very quickly was dairy in cheese form. Which leads to the question: What type of cheese would you be? (Please DM your answers) Monica may also be married to my mortal enemy which we'll get to later. But why must husbands be so judgemental with how you get ready for the gym? Monica introduces: Salami gym prep, and I'm the first supporter. What animal you would be? Also I share how my bad decisions led us to meeting. Working together led us down a path of utter insanity and we discuss our sense of humor before the understanding of being PC. Monica is a little overly confident in her bartending skills, and we introduce theft to our resumes. Who remembers Tillmans? A PJs and pies night led to starting fires, which may be a foreshadowing to the future. Not to mention I will get everything at your garage sale sold for a bottle of Andre. Oh and if you wanna fight with pepper spray, you will end up in the hospital. And my money is on Monica!