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I don’t even know what this means, because I still haven’t seen the movie.
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Have I ever showed you guys my REALLY fat cat?
You think if I get my mom one of these, it will help?
This is for Leon:
That’s enough. Vet office opens in 25 min then I can start calling.
Since Jimbro is off in the mountains receiving a heavy load from some shady contractor, I’ve agreed to put up a poat. The old one was smelling worse than your mom after Fleet Week. We haven’t had a rip-roaring, honest-to-God hurt feelings fight on this blog in far too long, so let’s talk about music.
So, I’m about two weeks out from leaving my job, and by the time you read this I will hopefully have an offer for a new job outside of California. Even if I don’t, I’m still leaving this state. And that means one thing… ROADTRIP! For the past nine months I’ve driven 45-75 minutes each way up to Santa Barbara each day for work. Obviously, spending that much time on the road means listening to the radio a lot. Thank the gods for Pandora, and Youtube on my phone. So I thought I’d put together a list of some of my favorite songs to listen to while driving. I decided to limit it to ten songs, about what I used to burn on a CD before a long road-trip. Obviously there are others, but if I had to pick ten to listen to for a couple of hours in parts of the country where the only radio stations are messican polka and the baptist station... the mixture below would be my top choice. Yeah, some of them are covers, but they’re better than the originals for keeping me awake and focused while on the road.
Every now and then I catch up on watching episodes of The Walking Dead. The On Demand menu lists episodes by their names and numbers. A while ago there was one called Ouroboros on the spinoff show Fear The Walking Dead. I wondered where the name came from and thought I was missing some plot line. Then I saw it referenced somewhere else and did some digging. I’m pretty sure most everyone has seen the Ouroboros symbol and maybe a few know what the heck it represents.
So Leon is moving his worldly possessions from one part of Michigan to another, I’m the back-up back-up. Let’s get ‘er motivating, shall we? All my pictures are animated, so if you are on your flintstones phone you might want to skip right to comments.
Last week we learned that Democrats and their media enablers are very offended when you call backwards corrupt countries what they really are … shitholes. 
Wow, seems like we were just using our Halloween avatars! Christmas stuff has been on display for weeks in my neck of the woods and I’m sure it’ll be worse the next time I go in a store.
That last word seems made up but it isn’t. If you search for it on the intertitty you’ll find a wealth of information.
So Obama is back, and this time going to kick ass and use cliches, and he’s all out of cliches. The world is stuck like a deer in the headlights of a sixteen wheel suck mobile, paralyzed at his magnificence–or so the media would have you believe.
The truth, harder than a diamond, and as difficult to swallow as a giant bitter pill is that only a few people actually care; rich old liberals and black women. The rest of us are just trying to get on with our lives. The days of our lives, even.
So please, do us a favor, oh God Emperor of the Early Release Television Series, go the fuck away. Obama could build a speech generator using the words, ‘world, future, change, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, let us, hope, and destiny,’ bridged together with terrible sentence formations and almost no one would notice. Just put up a cardboard cut out and play side A of the tape called ‘Flattering Rich Crackers’ then flip it over to side B, ‘I am Black Also, and Understand You.’
Save everyone else some time, dickface. If we wanted to be talked down to or bored to death we’d use bad grammar in a blog post and wait for Hotspur to show up.
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This man, right here, the one I’m pointing to…is a DICK!!!
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