I'm drunk and have less than four hours to sleep.

As charming as these 350 post days are, I don't even get around to my personal email. I do drink a lot though.

I'm thinking Jack and PV in an extreme cage match fight, until one of them cries like a little girl. Of course, Boat-Boy Juan will not be allowed to train either. Failing that, a grudge fuck might do the trick, butt I certainly don’t want to watch.

Okay, shit or get off the pot.

I'm w/the King.

Motion for grudge fuck - extreme cage fight is hereby accepted.

Move to continue drinking until none of this matters?

Seconded, ex post facto.

Now that I know
more, none of
this matters, per
usual.

Fuckin' Internet.

It's unjust.

Like I told my kids when they were little and complained that others had it better than they did..


"Life ain't fair."

My fuckup father
taught me that-
"There's always
someone better."

Which gave me
the green light
to quit because
I'd never be the
best anyway.

My ex ex had the same philospphy.
I dumped him so he could find her.
And make her miserable.

Oh, that Wogger.

If he's really your "ex ex" he's come back to you after that long quest.

So now your ego is flattered but you're just as miserable?

Recycling is easy, but in the end you're left with a used up ole shell of a relationhip.

Thanks to the home craft Renaissance,
I turn all of my spent lovers
into pot holders and funky handbags.

What, no lampshades?

If I ever see a lampshade that looks like a bald cranky mutherfucker I'm gonna run.

Oh, there's little to fear.
He's already useful around the house.

Don't forget to shout "tais-toi et sois beau!" whenever he feels like protesting too much.

Bent over with a lightbulb in his ass and a finger in the outlet?

HA!

Hey, when someone promises to light up my life, I hold a motherfucker accountable


If not for the threat of perpetual hoarseness...

Guess I'm always
ugly.

I was a cunt yesterday,
fer sher.

And then I made tacos.

Wow!

If this isn't the RETRO-POST, I don't what is.

HELLOOOOOOO to everyone who posted here!!!

I guess I just felt it important to let you know that I wasn't dead... (yet.)

And I wanted to say Hi... so Hi!

I'm glad to see the reg'That guy who says lots of stupid shit, then says-"Bro" after to make it ok. here!

Back to the Peaty Scotch...

(I know.... Get the Fuck outta hear ya' non-postin' loooosah'!)

And to you...

Abby

DS

LL

Peeps

CG (fuck, man...)

2LY!

Cros

Rimmy

et all...





Good night and back to the grind in the morn...

Hey to you too.
It must've been the full moon.

He xows up about
every 7th 1.

Fuckin' Digits!

UB6IB9?

Fucking digits?

Or Stroller's celly.