Woke up today and it’s a completely different story — Body Battery 74. But the hounds can stay the fuck in the kennel. It’s the weekend, and today that energy belongs to my family. I’m going to watch my 14-year-old son kick arse at rugby, then carry my toddler around—bad leg and all. Because, ladies and gentlemen, I am Superman. Superman from Temu, admittedly—but Superman nonetheless. 🦸‍♂️😂