Tuesday, April 27, 2010

I was issued one task for today. Pick up some kitchen trash bags. I had to go to Petsmart anyway so I snuck across the border to the Bloomington Sams Club. Yeah, I go to Sams Club and Wal Mart. Report me to the MPR Liberals if it will make you feel better.

After shopping for everything but the trash bags I called Mrs to see if there was anything else she could think of. I mentioned to her that I'm no better than the legions of schmucks who can't buy a f-ing tube of toothpaste without calling the old lady.

I should have been waterboarded, pistol-whipped and then forced to watch the latest J-Lo movie as punishment. It won't happen again.