And the MATTY for Best Supporting Actor goes to…
Who’s ready for another “Matty”? I can guarantee you, NOT the Town of Norwood. I think this town has had their fill of my shenanigans over the past 30 some odd years to last a millennia. I’ve left a footprint that cannot be easily scraped away. You couldn’t quickly sand blast off my “G.I. JOE” graffiti from the Jr. High North wall. And so what, I burned the swamp down a couple of times (four times). Just look at how thick and lovely it grew back in. Beautiful plumage. Now, it’s almost impossible for anyone to drink up there. The police should be thanking me because they don’t have to chase kids through those treacherous goat paths anymore. And if they try to run, they get stuck in the thorns. (You’re welcome.) Oh, and I stole a car when I was younger, but no one ever caught me… it’s at the bottom of New Pond on the St. Tim’s side. (I’m just kidding on that one… or am I?) Yep, there can only be one “Matty”, and that “Matty” is me. Continue reading ‘The Mattys’