Monday, February 1, 2016

I wish I was the other twin

Technology is such that homeless people can now accept credit cards.

I don't know what to do with that information.

Part of me thinks it's pretty bad ass. Part of me is waiting for the usual dipshittery of masses who will whine, if he can afford a phone... blah, blah, blah...

People like that should never talk.

Anyway, kudos to that fucker for using every available tool in his arsenal.

I think I am going to add his website on a banner on my homepage.

I have to make a few phone calls today. And wash my ugly truck.

I need to name this hideous rust bucket. Throw your suggestions in the comments section here or on social media. If I like it and it sticks, you win a prize. In your heart.

I love rust.
I have things to do you miserable croutons. Wait, that's not the word I was going for. I left because I love croutons and I'm hungry. Also, I make me laugh when I do stupid shit like that.

I hate people who can't laugh at themselves. A lot of comedians can't. It's one of those little secrets no one ever tells you about going into comedy. For a ball buster like me, that makes for a long day at the office.

Okay, I really have to go now.

Titty sprinkles!