You know how when it's Labor Day and you're feeling all, "I better go out on a boat today, it's Labor Day"? And then you go out on said boat and that's not enough thrill seeking for you so you up the ante with, "I think I want to go tubing!"? 
So you're dangling precariously far behind a 1,000 mph speedboat hoping to not play chicken with another speedboat out on the lake, and your brother-in-law who is now cut out of your will and will never be allowed to see your children crosses paths with a speedboat to take you over insanely high waves? Then remember what happened next? No? Well, EITHER DO I. I skipped right to the part where I'm in traction and cannot move one single solitary muscle in my entire body. 
THANKS TODD. Love you bunches and bunches.
So you're dangling precariously far behind a 1,000 mph speedboat hoping to not play chicken with another speedboat out on the lake, and your brother-in-law who is now cut out of your will and will never be allowed to see your children crosses paths with a speedboat to take you over insanely high waves? Then remember what happened next? No? Well, EITHER DO I. I skipped right to the part where I'm in traction and cannot move one single solitary muscle in my entire body. THANKS TODD. Love you bunches and bunches. 
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