Happy Birthday Jimmy Kicks!!

The big 33 for Mr. Kicks, and no I am not talking about Larry Bird.

Seems like only yesterday I met "Jimmy" at the Auto Club (AAA) in Costa Mesa, CA. Like so many people I've befriended over the years, I stole him from a mutual friend. What can I say? I've got this gravitational pull (think Star Wars: Death Star) and I can't help it if people want to orbit around this planet (I'm pointing at my belly by the way).

In any case, this isn't about me. This is about how I met Jimmy just over 5 years ago, yet it feels like we've known each other since birth.

"Awe...tear, hug, kiss and cuddle."

Jimmy and I have worked together at 3 different companies in that time span and while it doesn't show a great track record for us, the one thing that remained a constant was we always seemed to gravitate towards each other. Even today, we work at the same company and I am honored and proud to say, The Write Guyz simply would not be without him. Yes, it is true my fellow "Loungers", he is the condom to my wallet, the skid mark to my white underwear, and you got it friends, Jimmy is the wart to Lindsay Lohans vagina.

You get the point.

I just want the world to know I truly appreciate this man as one of my best and closest friends. I don't really like"titles", but if I had to label him, I wouldn't and if you knew him and he had a say in it, he wouldn't want to be labeled. Jimmy Kicks is in a class all by himself as far as Husky Downs is concerned.

Warning: Potential "Mas Puto" moment coming.

You know how they say, for every good man there's an even better woman? Well, as we forge forward with our business and you see the various entertainment we intend to throw at you - just know that the reason it's all possible is largely due to this man. Largely due to his hard work, hours of dedication, and willingness to help out his fellow partners with whatever they need help with.

Unless of course the baby mama, son, or Fresno calls; otherwise, he's down.

It's reasons like the aforementioned that made me feel like I owe him a small tribute on the Lounge. I know I speak for Grip Johnson, Chub Johnson, and even that lone wolf War Emblem when I say - I am grateful that 33 years ago the whiteness that is "Jimmy Kicks" was born.

Happy Birthday Mr. Kicks!!

Now stop messing around reading my blog and get back to working on our web site!!!