Tuesday, October 11, 2016

Tuesday, October 4, 2016

The 2016 Campain

Alright. I hate talking politits, but here I go so folks will leave me alone. Mrs. Clinton has committed countless crimes and managed to not get caught. Though I love a rebellious nature, she has lied, and lied...and lied some more. In fact, she's lied to "us." As for Trump...double fucking ditto. Trump is the rich turd that has walked on the backs of the bruised for decades. He also thinks his daughter is hot. I agree, she is really hot. So that's where we are at. Incest, lies and more lies on both sides. Who wants to get behind either one is beyond me. Fuck both of these people. The biggest tragedy is the first woman to potentially take office is a person you would avoid in a typical social setting and the other one is a trust fund baby dickhead. I'm out. I did my best to keep the black brain surgeon in the race, but turned out he had stage freight and his genius was lost on stage in front of the lights. What's left is pathetic, and I refuse to be a part of it. I wish my excuse was apathy, but that would be a lie. The people who never know respect seek it through government, because without it spelled out on a piece of paper they'll never know it. Stay thirsty my freinds

Friday, March 18, 2016

The Mudroom

I went to the mud room and The tap wouldn't come on. I needs light when I make. As I was changing the battery I noticed someone smeared on the tapping area. Look you and I know you smeared booboo on the light. All I'm saying is I need this tap light to be working so I can clean myself. If this happens again I won't hesitate to put a lock on that mud room and you can go in the yard like the dog you are. See you at church.  

Extreme Cat Petting

Monday, February 22, 2016

I took this picture...

...on the outskirts of El Paso. It looks like a scene from a movie when the villain/hero is on the run. 

Thursday, February 18, 2016

Today while in a public restroom I was a victim.

As I'm at a urinal I hear a groan from one of the stalls followed by the sound of what sounded like a frozen margarita being poured into a koi pond. Just the sound made me queazy, but the wall of stench that followed pushed me over the edge. After vomiting into the urinal I escaped this fresh new hell and got outside. What a way to start the day. I didn't even need to buy the coffee I went in to buy. I was more awake than I've ever been in my entire life. I called my mom and told her I love her.

Tuesday, February 16, 2016

When this commercial...

...comes on I feel sad. I'm not sure why I feel so much pity for him. He's making money doing what he loves, but I swear there's a guy off camera with gun trained on him forcing him to perform.