Starting from today, I’m officially living my last year in my 20’s. Yes, I’m twenty fucking nine and I couldn’t be more scared. Sure, I’m still young and youthful, but I sometimes wonder back to that 16 year old me, who dreamt of a career I couldn’t be furthest from, and feel as if I’ve let her down. But that’s just the birthday-blues talking, and I’m almost used to it because I’ve had these feelings for the past few years now. So instead of actually feeling sorry for myself, here is today’s CB featuring a graph for m.brown because he does not know what a Sam-gasm is….