June 2007

Special mad skilz

Today, I demonstrated my skills to the girl at the gas station

“Damned thing just won’t scan” as she swipes my egg sandwich over and over again
“I have that skill, that gift. I can find the one useless barcode in the store”
“But it looks fine! Why won’t it scan?”
“because I have skills. Fear me”

Usually, that skill is devoted to finding the one package of Stayfree Maxi Pads which won’t scan at Jewel “Can I get a price on some Maxi’s for the big guy with a beard? ”

What mad skillz do you have?

OK, again with the underwear thing

Having successfully found drawers the right size and style, I must ask: Jesus, why can’t you make the leg holes- well, leg sized? these fuckers are about the same size as the WAIST.

It’s just not pretty, people.

Trolls everywhere you look.

One such fucktard, after having been banned, posted from another location, just to be banned again.

Typical of such fucktards, he had the audacity to insult my father. Which cowards will do, unfortunately. Lacking the testicles to say such things man to man- or in his case, backwards little boy to man, he spouts them online. Suppose your bosses are OK with you acting like such a little turd? Still, I suppose he’s damaged enough. Yap yap, little doggie. Email me when you have the balls to show up here and say those things to my face. I won’t hold my breath.

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