OTG! We were all so disgusted seeing and smelling that festering purulent mess. Maybe next time you won’t try welding while drunk.
I’m so pleased that the days are getting longer.
Are you burning out doing whatever objectionable thing that you do at night? You need to confess.
I am weary of the “count to one million” thread.
Well when you quit school in 1st grade you never learn to have fun with numbers.
But…that thread is kinda boring.
Well, who the fuck told you you had to read it?
I made some extra cash doing computer work this weekend.
It’s always about the cash, isn’t it? You could have spent that time doing charity work for those less fortunate than you, you know.
I got home from work early.
Ah, the life of a full-time slacker! Don’t worry, others stepped up to do the work you didn’t bother to.
Time to get dressed up to go to the square dance
Redneck-splaining again, I see.
I didn’t get to eat my Hershey bar and now it’s missing.
Like you need all those calories and sugar. And you’ll burn some of those calories and sugar if you walk to the store and get another one.
I got a 1950 copy of Grimm’s Fairy Tales at the library
Well, we’re all glad to see that you’ll get your fix of anti-Semitism, sexism, violence and exhorting the value of aristocrats. Maybe you should accompany that with Mein Kampf.
My soccer team is down 2 -1 at the moment.
Serves them right for not taking enough PED’s!
The nerve.
Think I’ll have to buy some sunglasses today.
Chances are that will be the most productive thing you do all day.
My daughter just showed me a funny video.
What was it? A video of you trying to work out? Ha!
My dog is lazy.
Apple didn’t fall far from the tree, did it?
About to head downtown to check out the Super Bowl festivities.
Well, why don’t you just rub it in some more?! Some of us have to work tomorrow, ya know!
My cat has decided, after much deliberation, that the latest empty shoebox is not up to his standards.
You think your cat is picky and aloof. How about you ignoring its needs. Shoe box. Hummph. Get it catnip (and stay out of it yourself).
I’m not going to the movies instead of watching the SuperBowl. And don’t tell me who won.
I’ll tell you as much as I want: PATRIOTS, PATRIOTS, PATRIOTS, PATRIOTS, PATRIOTS, screamed the lady from Boston.
Whoo Hoo! Boston has three sports dynasties in my lifetime. Go, Bosox for the fourth.
It is so sad to see such fanaticism among sports junkies, how they shovel their dreams anxieties and self-esteem onto people they don’t personally know who are playing games. That’s what’s wrong with this world.
My backyard is so muddy I can sink up to my ankles.
Couldn’t make enough jello for your perverted nude wrestling, you sicko?
Trump’s State of the Union Address was so inspiring!
Yeh, and his exaggerations don’t impact his credibility do they, you naïve knave?
My birthday is near and I’ve decided to stay the same age.
Would that be your physical age of 82 or your mental and emotional age of 9?
I wish I had wings.