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I Hate Douchebags

This morning I was driving to work- as usual.

I was on the interstate, which… some days I take it and some days I don’t.

I look up and I see some dude standing on an overpass above the interstate and I think “What the fuck…? What’s this dude doing?”

I promise . . . → Click Here To Read The Full Blog Post: I Hate Douchebags

About The Day I Almost Died…

I mean I could totally be exaggerating…

But have you ever experienced the absolute fear that comes with having your car skid off to the wrong side of the road and be stuck because it will no longer move?

Yeah…

That was my Wednesday morning.

So the news said that it would . . . → Click Here To Read The Full Blog Post: About The Day I Almost Died…

Wordless Wednesday: Sing-a-Long

Can I just say that I have been trying to upload this video to You Tube for over a week and it kept “failing”?

Persistance…. **Sigh**

 

Come on…don’t copy- get your own material. Nobody likes a cheater! Original & Hand Written Plagiarism Will Be Detected. This site is being monitored by CopyGator. Mmkay? Thanks.

Morning Drive: Being a Ra-tard

K, first off, I’m not calling anyone a retard.

You had to have seen the Hangover to appreciate that line. See below…

Aaand I digress. I wake up the other morning to an absolutely foggy Colorado day- foggy like I can’t see the traffic light until I’m right up . . . → Click Here To Read The Full Blog Post: Morning Drive: Being a Ra-tard

Colds, Snow & Unplowed Roads

So as I was standing in the shower this morning, giving myself 3rd degree burns with hot water, I was wondering- why the fuck does Kesha (sorry, I refuse to spell her name with a dollar sign- that’s dumb) get to wake up in the morning feelin’ like P-Diddy and I wake . . . → Click Here To Read The Full Blog Post: Colds, Snow & Unplowed Roads

Dude, Where’s My Car?

So I come out of WalMart the other night after heading straight to the liquor section to get a 12-Pack cause seriously? I need it. And I spend- no lie- at least 20 minutes looking for my car.

I usually laugh at people who can’t remember where they park and there I . . . → Click Here To Read The Full Blog Post: Dude, Where’s My Car?