Look I don’t have time to craft a nice long funny ass post, I’m too busy chasing Thing 1 and Thing 2 around the house all day. So, you get a nice short piece full of my ramblings. You’re welcome.
Where is it? It’s not here. Memo to those of you that don’t like me complaining about the weather, tough shit. When I bitch about the cold weather and you retort, “If you don’t like the weather move.” Fuck you. Let’s try this. If you don’t like hearing me complain about the shitty weather then you MOVE out of my earshot, bitch.
Quit breaking my bird feeder and eating up all the god damn bird food. Keep it up and I’ll introduce you to my cat. Who is coincidentally also a piece of shit. 15 years and he still shits any where he wants. Worst part, he shits, I clean up then I have to hear my wife get mad at me. I need a cat wisperer to come here and tell my dumb ass cat to use his box or fucking move out.
Cut’s like a RAZOR
My new RAZOR scooter is in the mail! The two little grommets each got a RAZOR scooter for spring break and they don’t like it when daddy ride theirs so I fixed the situation. I bought my own. Looks sweet, bigger for us “Adults” nice wood deck and bigger wheels. Suck it kids, you’ll never catch daddy on his new ride.
Thinking about doing a walk-a-thon on stilts. Having trouble finding 10 foot long pants though. I don’t really want to walk around as ELVIS, a pirate or as a red white and blue moran. I’ll keep you posted.
That’s it for now.