Friday, October 3, 2008
Remembering Madame!
I'm I the only fag that used to love her.
Already some of you may have noticed that Wayland was no ventriloquist! Well, that's OK, because Madame am no fucking dummy!!
Already some of you may have noticed that Wayland here is no ventriloquist! Well, that's OK, I am no fucking dummy!!
Already some of you may have noticed that Wayland was no ventriloquist! Well, that's OK, because Madame am no fucking dummy!!
Already some of you may have noticed that Wayland here is no ventriloquist! Well, that's OK, I am no fucking dummy!!
Why Waste $9.95, When You Got YouTube!
When there's nothing on TV Am I the only one that will watch The Carol Burnett Show & Dean Martin Celebrity Roasts infomercials over and over?!
"What Is She Banging?"
Aw Honey, Maybe her head against the wall knowing after a roll in the hay she's turned another Latino homosexual!
Thong Thong Thong Thong!
Yesterday was the first and last time I am doing laundry in my parents’ house!
I had a little accident while coming back from downtown. Ok I admit it Sissy, your not the only one who shits his pants.
Well needless to say, I wanted any evidence of the accident cleaned before Netty got home. So first in my hast of getting the clothes washed I forgot to take my dinky cell phone out of my pants pocket. So that got destroyed beyond repair. However, it did get sanitized. So I had spend $200 to buy a new cell phone.
Well my anger of that mishap was erased due to the disgust I felt when taking the laundry out of the dryer and learning Netty’s dirty little secret.
My 65 year old mother wears thong undies.
Ewwww! These some things a son does not need to know about his Mamma!
I had a little accident while coming back from downtown. Ok I admit it Sissy, your not the only one who shits his pants.
Well needless to say, I wanted any evidence of the accident cleaned before Netty got home. So first in my hast of getting the clothes washed I forgot to take my dinky cell phone out of my pants pocket. So that got destroyed beyond repair. However, it did get sanitized. So I had spend $200 to buy a new cell phone.
Well my anger of that mishap was erased due to the disgust I felt when taking the laundry out of the dryer and learning Netty’s dirty little secret.
My 65 year old mother wears thong undies.
Ewwww! These some things a son does not need to know about his Mamma!
Catchin Up!
I guess I should take sometime to get readers (if any) caught up with what’s going on in Kevin’s world.
Well, as of right now I’m back living in Marblehead due to my misfortunate with my prescription medication. Netty & jack want to be sure nothing happens to me and I’m safe. At this time though, I beginning to think that’s a load of shit, especially where Netty is concerned. She is really making life difficult. It’s not that she wants me to be safe, it’s just that if anything were to happen to me, she doesn’t want any finger pointed at her.
Well, I am doing my best to not lash out at her easier said than done. I will admit I have slipped up and ripped her a few new assholes, yet she still manages to tear it again and get under my skin.
Hopefully I won’t be is the cease pool of anger and bitterness much longer. Unfortunately, I got denied for disability and had to submit an appeal. This really isn’t stressing me out because I was told form the get go that this was going to be the out come. It just filling out the appeal and waiting that is the killer.
I am trying to look for work, even though my doctor doesn’t think I should due to my weight and emotional instability. I’m certainly not going to take a job just to have one. Not yet anyway!
Because, let’s face facts I could go an apply to CVS, however even though it’s a pay check I’m still gonna get slapped in the face with the fact I’m a 35-year-old college graduate and all I’m doing is working at a local drug store. Trust me, Netty will piss and moan about. You can’t deny it. She’s been busted too many times gossiping about me on the phone. For someone you prides herself on being so god damn smart, she should know if I’m in the house I can hear her fat mouth on the phone even if I’m three floors up.
I’m am stepping up to the plate though and doing more volunteer work in the city. It gets me out of the house, it gives me the experience I need to go into a career field I would enjoy and it gives me the satisfaction at the end of the day that I’ve accomplished something and did my part to make the world a better place.
Well, as of right now I’m back living in Marblehead due to my misfortunate with my prescription medication. Netty & jack want to be sure nothing happens to me and I’m safe. At this time though, I beginning to think that’s a load of shit, especially where Netty is concerned. She is really making life difficult. It’s not that she wants me to be safe, it’s just that if anything were to happen to me, she doesn’t want any finger pointed at her.
Well, I am doing my best to not lash out at her easier said than done. I will admit I have slipped up and ripped her a few new assholes, yet she still manages to tear it again and get under my skin.
Hopefully I won’t be is the cease pool of anger and bitterness much longer. Unfortunately, I got denied for disability and had to submit an appeal. This really isn’t stressing me out because I was told form the get go that this was going to be the out come. It just filling out the appeal and waiting that is the killer.
I am trying to look for work, even though my doctor doesn’t think I should due to my weight and emotional instability. I’m certainly not going to take a job just to have one. Not yet anyway!
Because, let’s face facts I could go an apply to CVS, however even though it’s a pay check I’m still gonna get slapped in the face with the fact I’m a 35-year-old college graduate and all I’m doing is working at a local drug store. Trust me, Netty will piss and moan about. You can’t deny it. She’s been busted too many times gossiping about me on the phone. For someone you prides herself on being so god damn smart, she should know if I’m in the house I can hear her fat mouth on the phone even if I’m three floors up.
I’m am stepping up to the plate though and doing more volunteer work in the city. It gets me out of the house, it gives me the experience I need to go into a career field I would enjoy and it gives me the satisfaction at the end of the day that I’ve accomplished something and did my part to make the world a better place.
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