Back in the day, Fleecey was known to travel in the pockets of my cargo pants. These days, he's working hard trying not to be kidnapped by my mean-spirited friends. The pic above just arrived in my inbox.
So I wrote back, "You're bluffing". Then I got this...
Those sick, sick fucks.
+ Some jackass stuffed him into a coffee machine
+ Heather and Stacey hold The Fleece captive on the Brooklyn Bridge
+ Held captive in someone's pants pocket