Hey there, superfans. In case you haven't noticed, or don't get the newsletter, we're taking a couple of weeks off to cool our jets and enjoy the summer a little; yeah, we know it's almost Labor Day, but that hasn't stopped it from being a fucking sauna out there. We'll be back in a couple of weeks, having taken care of a few small errands that we haven't gotten around to just yet: pre-emptive hair plugs, botoxing our scrots, calf implants, whaling on our abs and juicing our pecs - yes, that's right, Steve's Word is coming back stronger, more synthetic and hairier than ever. Lock up your daughters, and their boyfriends. And their dads.

Come on, Eldrick.
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"Come" back, Steves World. We need you. Hell, I need you.
I'm a mess without ya. I miss you so damn much. I miss being with you. I miss being near you. I miss your laugh. I miss - I miss your scent. I miss your musk. When this all gets sorted out, I think you and me should get an apartment together.