I'm getting Li'l Bandit a muffler for his truck for Christmas. Not a cheap, $25 special at the muffler shop, but a Flowmaster 50 series. Not too loud, but you can definitely hear it. Beats the shit out of his cracked, leaking muffler.
Surprised? If I woke up tomorrow with my head sewn to the carpet, I wouldn't be more surprised than I am right now.
You know, we got home from Christmas with my in laws and I cracked one open. Underwhelmed. In fact, I dumped a third of it down the sink. I had a couple Winter Lagers at the neighbors' after, and it was much better. Merry Christmas everyone.
Goddamit, my fucking neighbors are having a Mexican Christmas party, complete with mariachi music and lots of "gritos." Look that up on Youtube if you a) Don't know what it is, and b) hate your eardrums.
gritos are the reason trump wants a wall. For the fortunate ones who are unfamiliar, a grito translates as a "shout," it's basically a mexican expression of happiness/celebration/general drunkenness. The more model especials that are imbibed, the louder, longer, and more obnoxious they get. Gritos can be carried by the wind and are used as a form of mating call; within moments of hearing one, any person of majority mexican descent will have echo-located the hombre responsible, and will have begun walking toward the party, their journey plotted so as to pass by the nearest bud light and tajin provider.
The greenest Christmas ever. There will be no snow left by tomorrow, ridiculous warm temperatures. Family is asleep, time to watch Badder Santa (the vastly superior directors cut).
I've almost made it through the season without having to watch a single xmas movie. My wife thinks I'm a grinch because they all end the same so they're boring to me. Also apparently there are people who get offended when you spell it "xmas." All the kids' crap is put together (except the coleman go kart, because fuck putting together a 4 stroke at 11 pm), they're now asleep, she's watching some hallmark santa does dallas or something, and I get to watch cool shit on youtube like this:
Merry Christmas Idiots. It's cold and rainy here and in a few hours we're going to fly to Southern California where it's also cold and rainy.
Merry Christmas gang. I hope your day is awesome. And if you’ve got crazy family to deal with, I hope your drinks are strong.
Merry Christmas y'all. I'm off to work where I'll spend the day subtly letting people know what dip shits I think they are for calling a medical office on Christmas day with something that is not even close to an emergency.
I look like I’ve been put in an industrial dryer filled with rocks and left to tumble for three or four days. nobody needs that in their lives.
I don’t necessarily like all the Belgium beers (Leffe tastes like freshly squeezed vaginal discharge) but I do love how each one comes with it’s own custom-designed chalice to drink it in. Except for Hoegaarden which I DO like, but their cup looks like they slapped their label on IKEA glassware.