For the last few weeks Don and I have been talking a lot less. It’s been all business and fewer jokes. This makes me sad, and stresses Don out. Look at the horrible things he’s dreaming about. Not to mention the bad decisions he’s making in bed. Or I guess good decisions if you’re the Magic Mountain guy. Hopefully our manlationship will go back to normal soon. I think a lot of it is Don’s busy schedule, in combination with my ass being to out of breath to have a quality conversation. For those of you not from California I don’t know if this guy is in your Six Flags commercials but here’s the video if you’ve never seen it. The magic happens at about 18 seconds. Be careful he’ll haunt your dreams.
He gave Don the old wooden roller coaster, or Colossus as you and I would call it.
I hear Don's nickname is Viper.
I think it has it in spirit.