Yesterday, someone I know and love (and am married to) slept in the bathroom. Yes, you heard that right. The BATHROOM! And he wasn’t even drunk! The men are here to fix the rotted termite infested porch of the upstairs apartments, and they are making SO. MUCH. NOISE. (I stole that type of typing. Type of typing from my internet hero ‘see dooce.com’ … I like that) Sorry Mike, I have overtaken your website with my nonsense. DEAL. WITH. IT. Tee hee. Anyway, so my better half slept in the guest bathroom, which is the farthest room away from the MEN AND THEIR NOISE! I’m really enjoying using CAPITAL LETTERS! I shall have to use them MORE OFTEN. Nice effect, huh? Yeah, well, if you don’t like it, SUCK IT! I apparently cannot make a cohesive paragraph here and it’s nothing but whatever fleeting thought comes to mind, oh is that a pony? Well, whatever. Goodday sir. Two d’s in goodday? G’day mate. STOP ALREADY.
Here is picture without the mask, for those of you wondering (as I’m sure you all are).
He he he, at first I was going to say UT had his baby, but I can’t pick on a poor defenseless baby… just a poor defenseless metal-shoulder-plated guy named Gimpy. Don’t be safe, anybody.
Oh, by the way, I crack myself up.
All men over a certain age with certain facial hair look like Kenny Rogers. Check it out.
I don’t think the employees of Wal-Mart are going to like their new uniform. What do you think??
I’m sure you men out there will enjoy this site…
No Marriage
This guy has some issues…
Apparently, someone named ROGER (yeah right) is trying to make himself feel better by picking on others. Hmm, I wonder if he just is trying to compensate for his little wee wee? Very well could be. Sorry, Rog, for telling the world your plight.
