Dear Akiva,
Thank you for being awesome as shit.
Sincerely,
Me

These boys never fail to make me swoon. Never. Ever.
Inte ens när det saknas en tredjedel. Inte ens då.

The Swine Samberg Flu Symptoms:

1. Slightly elevated temperature when hearing the names, Andy, Jorma, or Kiv. An increase in heart rate is also observed.

2. An illogical yearning for SNL, even on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, and Sunday mornings/afternoons.

3. A overwhelming desire to be on a boat and throw objects and people to the ground. (If you are actually on a boat or have succumbed to throwing stuff on the ground–SEEK HELP NOW!) My niece’s 8th birthday party last week was especially difficult for me. She’s such a poser. The kitchen linoleum was calling out for that piece of chocolate cake, but I resisted.

4. Having recurrent sexual dreams where you: have a half-eaten squirrel hanging out of your mouth, are the president of Iran, The Boss, or an alien pedophile.

5. You have replaced the potato chips in your cupboard with cupcakes and/or Chex Mix.

6. You like sports and you don’t care who knows.

7. You can’t stop blogging about them.

Till dig som skrivit detta: I fucking love you!
Till er som inte har nån aning om vad detta betyder: Good for you! Det betyder att du har ett liv. Ett riktigt liv.