As you drag those cans to the curb
think about the woman at the Speedway where you fill up every morning. The one who has the good hair and the bad muffintop. Her pants are so tight she must have to pull up the zipper with a chain hoist. What was she thinking? And the guy who was bitching to the attendant about the price of gas, as if SHE could do anything about it. What was HE thinking? First of all, when you BOUGHT the Escalade, you KNEW it got 8 miles to the gallon; now that the price of gas has more than doubled it’s the ATTENDANT’s fault?
Now think about that pair of socks you bought at Vegas, the ones with the Scooby Doo Christmas theme. THe ones you wore (and nothing else) while you were dancing with that hooker at Ed’s bachelor party. The ones now covered in body glitter, so you don’t dare take them out of your luggage and let them mix with your other clothes? What were you thinking?
Try to leave the garbage of your past week at the curb, and bring back the containers empty tonight to be refilled anew. You know you’re going to do something stupid in the next week, so you’ll need the space.
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You just like to say muffin top :)
Why is it that so huge a part of the populace, even people who are reasonably hard-working and successful, (Successful enough to buy a big SUV anyway.) like to blame other people for their problems?
You’d better get those SOCKS to the curb, nonchalantly-like.
The graphic is perfect!! :) And that was a great service – even if there were no anvils dropped.
Thinking? Who was thinking?
Say, what else did I do at that party? I don’t remember a thing after the stripper jumped out of the cake.
I’m starting a Texas bobsled team in August.
I feel refreshed – I can now go through the next week with a clear head and make many more mistakes.
Og, if people started thinking before they acted, I believe it would be a sure sign of the Apocalypse.