How ya’ll doin’ today? I’m glad you’re taking the time out of your busy day to read my blog. I’m sitting on the couch with my sweet laptop, and the news on but not really paying attention.
This is my 201st post, I would of mention it in the 200th post but didn’t even realize it was my 200th when I put up the previous post. But it’s really no big deal, so don’t send any gifts.
First off, you should all go over to Frighteningly Uncommon Sense and wish Faith a happy Blogiversary. It’s her third. I read her daily and she always cracks me up especially her poop stories. Even thou she won’t add me to her blog roll. I think it would be a good idea for you to convince her to add me to her blog roll.
This weekend is shaping up to be a kick-ass one! I am off on Friday so from 5 on Thursday until 8 am on Tuesday. I will most likely be WAAASSSTTTEEEDDD like 75% of the time. It’s going to be so sweet I can’t wait.
Friday, I’m going to shop for new work clothes. I plan to go to Mens Wearhouse and just get one shirt and a pair of slacks just so I can get the size right and then go somewhere else and buy cheaper stuff. Then come home and start drinking.
On Saturday night the fellas (Mr. Awesome, Reggie, and Scooter) are going to the Brigade game. Look for some pics of hot chicks soon. After the game we are going to Westport, or The River Market, and the guys can watch me hit on some hot college chicks and possibly get slapped or at the very least get my ass whipped by a bunch of girls. Hopefully, we can get some pics of that.
Also I get to actually start painting the house. If I wasn’t so lazy I would have it finished by now.
I have also been put on kitty duty because Lonnie and Burt are going to the Lake of the Ozarks. So I have to make time to feed them on Saturday and Sunday.
Monday will be couch day, where I lounge on the couch all day and watch war movies on TNT.
I am sure I will have a recap next week.
I have stopped using flickr.com because they suck donkey dicks. I am going to use yahoo photos to house all of my kick-ass pics.
On Wednesday of next week my older brother, K-Dog, and his wife and daughter will be coming in town from Washington D.C. They are going to run in the Hospital Hill Run with me on Saturday, but they are only doing the 5K (slackers) when I am doing the 10K. I’ll post a map so you can all come out and hold up sighs that say things like “The D Rules”, and “We love the D”, or “Darren Rules the rest of you Drool!” or better yet “Hey The D, can I perform oral sex on you after the race?” (That one is only for the single chicks). Or if you make your own signs that would be fine too.
And now your Thursday Joke. This one is for you political people.
George Bush has a heart attack and dies. Obviously, he goes to hell where the devil is waiting for him.
"I'm not sure what to do," says the devil. "You're on my list but I have no room for you. You definitely have to stay here, so I'm going to have to let someone else go. I've got three folks here who weren't quite as bad as you. I'll let one of them go, but you have to take their place. I'll even let you decide who leaves."
George thought that sounded pretty good, so he agreed. The devil opened the first room. In it was Richard Nixon and a large pool of water. He kept diving in and climbing out, over and over. Such was his fate in hell. “No!” George said. "I don't think so. I'm not a good swimmer and don't think I could do that all day Long."
The devil led him to the next room. In it was Tony Blair with a sledge hammer and a room full of rocks. All he did was swing the hammer, time after time. "No!" I've got this problem with my shoulder. I would be in constant agony if all I could do was break rocks all day." Commented George.
The devil opened a third door. In it, George saw Bill Clinton lying on the floor with his arms staked over his head, and his legs staked in a spread-eagle pose. Bent over him was Monica Lewinsky, doing what she does best. George Bush looked at this in disbelief for a while and finally said, "Yeah, I can handle this."
The devil smiled and said, "OK, Monica, you're free to go."
Have a nice weekend ya’ll, And if ya see me out you better say hello.
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