Love Street
Somebody call security. There’s a tampon in the lobby. I guess this shouldn’t come as a surprise, but the top story on the local news yesterday was the Tiger Woods car accident. They followed that up with the pending approval for a troop surge in Afghanistan. Seriously. I want to know what golf club his […]
The Bitch Is Back
It looks like they finally made a wine for that special break-up night – “Yes, the lady will have water, and I’ll have a glass of whiney bitch.” I hope you fuckers enjoyed your day off. I had to work. But I’m not bitter, or anything. My mind must be going because I had something […]
Eat It
Back when I was dating Doggie Style (DS) – around ’96 or ’97 – we spent Thanksgiving at my parents’ house. After dinner, me and my brothers were in the kitchen doing dishes. My mom had delegated this chore in exchange for our meals. I don’t think she trusted our cleaning habits, though, because she […]
Have A Cigar
All I want for Christmas are my shocker gloves, my shocker gloves, see my two shocker gloves! Gee, if I could only have my shocker gloves, then I could wish you “Merry Christmas.” I know Sprint gets a bad rap sometimes, but I’ve had pretty good service since I became a customer. Case in point […]
November Spawned A Monster
Reason #127 to keep King out of airport bars I want to give my support to the Rams fans out there. It wasn’t that long ago when the Chiefs were a struggling franchise. But now look at them – they’ve won two games in a row – and back to being one of the elite […]
How Forever Feels
Is Tom d G America’s next top model? He can also be seen on a nationwide television commercial. I think it’s for a company called Freedom Financial Network, or something. Anyway, I’ve seen it on ESPN in the morning. Oh, and the horse racing network, TVG, has been airing it, as well. Or at least […]
Big Time
I’ll tell you what – if I could lay this little fellar on his side – and put some covers over him – well, I’d have a statue of myself. My banker pulled a good practical joke on me. Yes, I have a banker. Don’t you? I needed a new debit card, so I called […]