Boulevard Of Broken Dreams

 

Press Ctrl-Alt-Del to build a boat. 

Unless napping, masturbating, and eating massive amounts of cheese dip are suddenly considered life plan goals, I got nothing accomplished over the weekend. 

However, I was able to get back the 75 cents the post office stole. My redemption came in the form of a new hire at McDonalds.

“Did you odor a cheekin beeskit?” she asked.

“No, I haven’t ordered yet,” I replied.

“Oh, can I take yo’ odor?”

“One Sausage McMuffin to go, please.”

“That be a dolla an seven ceents.”

I handed her $1.25. She handed me back $1.18.

Normally, I would have returned the money, but anyone that stupid shouldn’t be helped. Besides, I wasn’t in the mood to listen to her talk anymore. I just grabbed my $.07 McMuffin and walked out.

You know who you are? - Even Steven.

– Dani-girl uploaded a couple of photo albums – Girl’s Night(s) Out and Fast Eddie’s and Cardinals Game. 

– The Difference between a Camel Toe and a Moose Knuckle. Thanks, Lisa M.

– Capture the excitement of women’s basketball with WNBA Live 2008. Thanks, Chuck H.

– Vintage footage of Bill O’Reilly flipping out on the set of Inside Edition. NSFW

Read between the lines. What’s fucked up and everything’s alright.