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So you want to get a hold of me, huh?

Let me just forewarn you that my bad luck (or the aftermath thereof) has a way of rubbing off on those around me. So by contacting me, you willingly consent to the idea that you might have to take me to the ER or bail me out of jail some day. I'm just sayin'. And in no way am I responsible for your own mishaps. For crying out loud, I have troubles enough of my own.

Feeling brave? Ok, pal... send me an email using this form: