#117 @ 8:15. Chris Larson was at my polling station, making sure to hold his infant whenever the TV cameras were on him, then passing her back to his wife when they were not. He radiates "creep" to me.
Published writer, compulsive reader, Old School Whovian, Match Game enthusiast, NKOTB fan, data hoarder, and - surprisingly, given that list - married with four kids. Welcome to my take on life, fatherhood, entertainment, and whatever strikes my fancy. Enjoy!
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