I think that I have a thumbprint on my calf.
Everything between my clavicles and my waist is Under Construction.
My ex-wife told me today that my daughter is afraid of me. What kind of screwy bullshit is THAT? Every time I talk to this chick, I wish that I could go back in time to just before I proposed to her and slap the SHIT out of my younger self.
Anyway…
*lookin' @ my watch*
Any minute now, some chick is gonna tell me how I hate women.
*Thelma Evans-class eye roll*
Whutiver…yer wrong and I'm not arguing with you about it. I hate dumb women. If you're not a dumb woman, then I'm not talking to or about you.
*paradigm shift*
Ain't it great to be alive?
You see that dummy try to outrun the police and get tased today? FAIL!
Anyway…I have a lot on my mind, but little to say tonight.
Peace…
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