It’s a depressing state of affairs!
Well if this post over a Dyck's place doesn't make you want to just go out and shoot yourself in the face (no offense Old Yeller) I don't know what does. It's not so much the actual post as it is the situation that royally shits on your day. Well, that and I saw a dead guy laying in the middle of the road on the way home from work.
Side Note: If you’re going to ride a motorcycle- a helmet is not a bad idea, unless you don’t mind your head being squashed in the road and looking like a pumpkin thrown from a 5th story window for all (myself included) to behold.
I’m sorry Dyck is having to go through this especially because he wasn’t called to “Come on down!” on The Price Is Right. (and I thought I had a bad week!)
If it makes ya feel any better Dyck, I’ll call ya to come on down (if the price is right, that is).
Yeah, I know, Hardy-Fuckin-Har-Har!
Side Note: If you’re going to ride a motorcycle- a helmet is not a bad idea, unless you don’t mind your head being squashed in the road and looking like a pumpkin thrown from a 5th story window for all (myself included) to behold.
I’m sorry Dyck is having to go through this especially because he wasn’t called to “Come on down!” on The Price Is Right. (and I thought I had a bad week!)
If it makes ya feel any better Dyck, I’ll call ya to come on down (if the price is right, that is).
Yeah, I know, Hardy-Fuckin-Har-Har!
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3 Thoughts On The Subject
When I croak, I'm going to be buried in the bone yard in a 30 foot thick concrete vault. I'd like to see a bulldozer pull that up.
I'll take the furnace, thank you!
Gah. Who needs rotten.com when you can see squished-out brains IRL?
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