I feel like Kramer in that Seinfeld episode where he sells all of his good stories to J. Peterman, and it SUCKS. I have no stories. I'm out in the middle of nowhere Texas with nothing to write about. I've got this fucker from FFA riding my ass about how shitty my blog is, and I have to tell you I sort of agree with him. But, before I buy a bunch of Newman stories off someone, I'm going to make a conscious effort to step it up.
I am getting a physical tomorrow and haven't shaved my pubes in like 2 months so that should be interesting. Keep an eye out for a post about that.
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
I Fell In The Mud Ruining The Very Pants I Set Out To Return
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