There comes a time in a man's life where he has to grow his pair of wings and fly off into the world. Sadly, Mike, my wingman has decided to flock his wings and soar off into this world. Therefore that leaves me all by myself... Single and still awesome... but still I mourn over the fact that I've lost a great wingman. But not to worry, not all is lost, it just means that the parkinator will have to find a new wingman.
Behind every great man is a great wingman: Michael Jordan had Scottie Pippen, and Han Solo had Chewbacca. But sadly you can't just snap your fingers and find a Chewbacca, so I have been forced to find a new wingman.
I am in the market for a new wingman.
1 comment:
i feel your pain bro
all my friends here are paired off and ready to rock nowadays too
oh well at least my squat is approaching 200 <3
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