Ok, ok. I sorta like you. Better? Come on, it’s kinda cool. You get free back rubs and food brought to you and stuff. Fuck yes we are.
Sorta? No, no, no. You can give me a little more credit than that. Speaking of food… Junior in there is screaming for a big burger. I think Sades and I are gonna go get some food. Are you free to come with?
I kinda, almost like you too. Hell to the yes we are, and we’re gonna be awesome parents.
Hey. I better get more than a ‘kinda, almost’ if I have to carry around this extra person for three more months while you get to continue looking fit and stuff. So not cool. And, we sort of already are awesome parents. So we’re gonna be twice as awesome now.
whether that means celebrating how awesome you turned out without your dad, celebrating the fact you got lucky with a good one or chilling with your kids is all you. Anyway, onto the real purpose of this post. I, Noah Puckerman, have an awesome announcement that I wanna share with all of you guys.
In just a few of months there is gonna be a brand new, little Puckerman in this city. Think about it. Think of the awesome.
That’s right. Kid #3 is on the way.
Kid #3. You know, I kinda like you. We’re really gonna do this, aren’t we?
My life has been full of surprises so far…good and bad. I mean, my life started off like shit, but looked pretty fantastic to the outside world. Half of the people around here think I grew up privileged, think I went through high school with the best of everything. Just because I was the lead of a show choir, for Gods sake. It’s odd, the perceptions people will make of you, isn’t it? Sometimes I wish people knew what really went on, and maybe they’d…I don’t know. Maybe they’d stop treating me like I’m something they’d like to scrape off their shoe just because of a few mistakes I made years ago.
I’m no expert on life. From the sounds of it we’ve got some similar history. I mean, for a while people thought everything was rainbows and fairy tales for me. I never dealt with anyone thinking I was privileged but nobody did in Taft. Then again everything is apparently different in Taft… I fucked some shit up and made some mistakes for a while and now here I am. We differ here, though. I choose to keep to myself. I don’t trust people cause in my experience most of them really suck. But look, if you ever wanna talk about it I’ve got an ear. Two of them, actually.