I'm the guy who traded a red paperclip for a house. This is my blog. It has an AWESOME background. Thanks.
That's my cousin Ty standing in front of a Ferarri. It's not his. Yet.
You know that thing in movies where criminals climb up fire escapes on the outside of buildings then procced to jump from roof to roof to evade the cops? Yeah, we've been doing that - but without the cops. Or the donuts.