Oh, I get it, the fly was a metaphor!
Ken Bone is back and more undecided than ever.
I’ve spent an inordinate amount of time this week contemplating the endless allure of the Olsen twins. As one does.
First, a brief aside as I just dredged up a memory out of the bottomless pit of my mind while typing that opening sentence. Turns out, you’re not supposed to call them the Olsen twins. Don’t be fooled by the small detail th…