Um. I post my tits anonymously on an Internet message board. So, yeah. Total class act. Parents are proud - I'm sure.
There's some new Facebook security thing where it will censor your password if you accidentally type it in a comment or wall post. Guess I can't tell nigger jokes any more.
I picked up another flat of tallboys on the way home from the match today along with the bottle of bourbon. I think I'm gonna write a paper on Chinese immigration in the 19th century... drunk is the only way it'll happen.
Miller Chill with Lemon blows dogs for quarters. Nobody should ever make the same mistake as I just did.
The only good thing about not having an ability to cook in my house is that I have to leave it occasionally for food.
The claw end is the front of a left handed hammer, so to actually hammer something, you have to turn it around.
Just watched a video about some kid in Brazil with a magnetic chest. Panhandling topless would be so much easier...
Notes on watching cars go zoom: NASCAR races are boring. And I can now say I've fucking been to one to confirm it's boring. How does a NASCAR race spill out? Well, the cars start, and disappear. Then, some time later that day, they come back around. And then the car in front goes away so that they can actually start racing. Then someone crashes, the safety car comes back out for a few laps, and the process repeats itself. And then the race takes so damn long that the touring car race that comes after has to get cut short. Did get to see a racing series of a bunch of "gentleman drivers" (read: rich fucks) driving Ferrari F430s and 458s around. That was actually pretty cool. And you could walk through the paddock and get an up close look at the Ferraris. Going to an auto race is a perfect date for a gentleman to take his girlfriend on, however. Why? You can put on earplugs and ignore everything she says.
They ask you to post in the boob/booty threads too? They smell like Jack Daniels at the end of the night? Covered in pee after tequila? They called you "baby" and said you look fine enough to take home? Left the toilet seat up for you to fall in at 3am? Dutch oven'd you!? I'm running out of ideas. Best just come out with it.