No joke, people. I just got home from a two week vacation, literally went straight to the post office, picked up my gift and came home.

Imagine my surprise when I opened up my gift and saw my favourite sweater staring back at me. Like, that's just spooky dude. Get out of my head. Even weirder that I was already WEARING the thing.

I admire your taste. Oh, and I'm keeping it. Now I have something to wear while my Jets sweater is in the wash.