There aren’t many things I enjoy more than a 3-day weekend.Â
Today’s picture is the perfect contribution to The Summer of Benny. Not a single piece of furniture has been able to escape the wrath of my urine. This would really help with the ladies.
Upon hearing the sad news of Steve Irwin’s (a.k.a. The Crocodile Hunter) untimely death, Tom d G called and said that it’s bad enough he has to worry about STD’s. “Now, I’ve got to worry about stingrays?”
Last week, Issac called me a narrow minded bigot after I refused to watch Flavor Flav’s – The Flavor of Love 2. So, Saturday morning, while lying in a cesspool of my own piss, I watched an episode. Or, at least I tried to watch an episode. I was only able to watch 15 minutes when I almost added puke to the pee. What a stupid show.
If you’re ever in a bad mood, watch Christopher Walken dance.
I am going spend an entire day quoting lines from movies, TV shows, and song lyrics whenever I speak.
Don’t lean on me man. Cause you can’t afford the ticket.
Benny