A lot of people have been asking me what I look like topless, soaring through the stratosphere, playing Sting’s “Fields of Gold” on a recorder. I got tired of having to describe it.
A lot of people have been asking me what I look like topless, soaring through the stratosphere, playing Sting’s “Fields of Gold” on a recorder. I got tired of having to describe it.
“Wait, it could be dangerous!”
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Hey, remember a few days ago when we announced that Beige writer Jess Dweck, the writer of the above sketch, had been hired as a full-time...