Monday, July 25, 2011

Yeah, it's me. Maybe 9 or 10 years old? My head is the same size today but I weigh 200 pounds more.

Miss Debbie didn't sleep worth a shit last night so she elected to sleep an hour and a half past the 4:30 alarm and be driven to work. Who can blame her.

After a mere 200 pulls my lawnmower started and I mowed the lawn. The Assassin watched my every move so I felt completely safe.

Man, it's chili dog time and the buns are fresh. Eat something good for lunch and stop fucking around.


andrew rosenberg said...

chili dogs are for squares, i have a foie gras dog with chile`s, same shit i guess, but i like liver.

The Donut Guy said...

Holy shit, you scared the hell out of me....for a split second I thought your were dead.

I guess it would be weird for someone else to be posting *your* death on *your* blog.

Having said that....I am sorry to hear about your pop....9 years old is way to damn young to lose your daddy.