Peace out, bitches...
Thursday, February 12, 2009
no funny title based on a movie, sorry
Went to the Lodge. Bumped into way too many guys about to lose their homes or unable to pay child support or about to be homeless. True story. Nothing funny here. Then drove home listening to a story about Indian people, poor people, who earn their money as human septic sweeps. Yeah, human beings who use their bodies to clean out septic lines in India. We're all going to hell.
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not good at all. what the hell is going to happen next?
Well, I'm buying a compound bow and going into full survivalist mode. I'll wait it all out by hunting and gathering for myself and we'll see what happens after the collapse of the state.
or you could come home for a little while... ;)
Home? Do you have room for one more?
always room for the coconut krewe!
To quote a very famous and "well loved" feriner, "Home isa where you hanga your hat." My hats (yes, I have several) hang in LA. Word tah YOUR mother!
but, home is where YOUR momma is making fresh georgia wild shrimp stew for supper tonight! ;)
there's a clip up for you on my site
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