First off happy belated birthday to miknik who is a bastard and never called me to go golfing cause my away message said I was doing something. You fucking fruitcake, but happy birthday anyways, and sorry about your car stereo but ummm you were driving kind of erratic, and you were lucky you did not receive a 216 dollar ticket for going through three read lights in one "U-turn"...
Next order of the business, I am upset at the fact that my father will not let me use the ride lawn mower, he says it is because I have not watched the instructional video but I know in reality it is because I cannot fill the cup holder with the proper beverage at this point in time. Thus he is the only one to sit on his damn John Deere and drive with a heineken in one hand and the steering wheel in the other. He too has upset the feng shu of the world that is Dave.
Next, yes my eyes burn, from work, from waking up at the butt crack of dawn to don poo covered clothing and sweating in 100 degree weather in the attic of an old stinky man's house. Mind you he has no air conditioner or fans lying around anywhere in his damn house. I remember why I really don't like plumbing that much and also why I enjoy my real job with the camp so much better. I guess I can't complain because it is money, the hours and they pay is pretty good, enough to buy me some clothes without poo or rust water on them.
So yea, itches, I'm gonna go lay down cause work is over and I'm tired and I can't see out of my right eye, or my left eye for that matter. Like a spawning trout, I'm out, paaeeaacceee...
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