10/14/16 - WDT (NSFW) - Shegirl Sucks

I was younger, but I did own THREE Members Only jackets at once and yes, a skinny piano keys tie. Collected every Jazz Cap from Wendy's and wore them out.

For me, The Police are New Wave's #1. But they are also rock and Raggae too.

For Canada new wave? Spoons. Still working hard and constantly touring. I think.

 

My 30th high school reunion is the weekend. 1985 was the start of my senior year. Good times.

The year that brought you Clapton's Forever Man and Simple Minds' Don't You Forget About Me, also brought crap like Who's Zooming Who and We Built This City. And, since Prince's popularity was off the charts, it inspired cloning gems like this one:

 

My sister is in labor at the moment. Nope, not suspenseful at all.

 

I've left my truck windows down for the past several days because we've had some absolutely fantastic weather. I drove it around today and had two spiders get on me. That is two too many and I'm thinking about letting the truck roll into the lake.

 

I never leave my windows down anymore because I had an unfortunate incident with a yellowjacket once.

 

When my sister had her kid I wasn't in the hospital, I was doing what I normally did. Maybe my family is weird like that.

 

This is probably where my fear of spiders originates. I remember, very vividly, when i was a child a large spider crawled on my face waking me up. I don't remember being scared by them before.

I'm a girly man, yes.

 

I wouldn't go that far yet, he hasn't said he isn't.

 

Two things a person should be afraid of, spiders and palmetto bugs.

 

Got to leave work 2 hours early (Paid) because of the cluster fuck of traffic for the debate.

Funny little fact: The Rolling Stones were scheduled to have a concert about a mile from the debate. Conveniently, Mick Jagger got laryngitis and the concert was cancelled. I'll bet the dumb ass who scheduled the concert is looking for a new job...

 

I'm going to add Japanese hornets and bullet ants to that list.

I work in a place that gets shipments from Russia and Japan. Russia sends with its steel packages these lovely Scandanavian horsefly critters: Giant bug-eyed bee-looking scary things that are made fucked-up by the foreign climate of our factory, so they just buzz around randomly like euglenas until they eventually the crash into your head and scare the fuck out of you.

 

When I worked in glass shops we used to get cases of glass from Japan every now and then. When we emptied a case, we'd usually bust the cases up for firewood for our weekend fires. It didn't take long before we noticed something peculiar about the Japanese cases we busted up: As soon as we put the wood on the fire everything would smell like really pungent piss.

Before long we had a special pile of wood we referred to as "Japanese Piss Wood" that we'd only burn if nothing else was available or if we wanted everyone to go away.

 

There is simply something to a spider that amplified its creepiness over other insects. Their unique abilities combined with their night terror- good looks turns men into girls.

To drive the point home, watch this and laugh your ass off:

 

We gets coils of steel. The Russian ones look like they were packaged by homeless vandals. The Japanese ones come incased in a water-tight 200 pound jacket of galvanized steel that take a good few minutes to bust open. Pride in there work, they take.

 

Yeah, but there is the distinct possibility that they piss all over it before it goes on the boat. And while it's on the boat. And one last time before it's offloaded just for good measure.

 

Unless they have some sort of weird wood I've never heard of.... Piss smells like piss only pissier when burnt. Those people just pee on EVERYTHING, don't they? Crates, school girls, your cola, etc.

 

So so I pop in to post about me randomly pissing on something, and of course the wdt is talking about people pissing on random things.

So I just went outside to take a piss in the bushes, and out pops an armadillo I was apparently pissing on. I'm not sure who was more scared, it or me. So I go in to get my gun, because as much as I like to aerate my yard, I don't particularly enjoy the way armadillos go about it. Return with the 40 cal and the stupid fucker is smelling my piss. And that is the last thing it smelled in its life.