Wednesday, June 28, 2006
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Monday, June 26, 2006
Redneck Orgy of Lustful Retardation
Cletus legally changed his name to Root Beer because it made him sound bonafide. Root Beer was really hot so he decided to make a portable pool.
It started to get cloudy and Root Beer didn't wanna get wet while playing in his pool. So he decided to back up his truck. Root Beer forgot he was crosseyed.
Poor Root Beer. His portable pool is now inside his house. Luckily Root Beer is claiming stupid as a disability and is now rich! You see, Root Beer got fired from his job after making this:
Root Beer! His mother shouts. She needs a ride to the yard sale. She wants to show up in the nice car.
Well Grandma Root Beer is definetly the center of attention again.
It's better than last year though. Before the operation, little Root Beer constantly got hit in the head with the shovel after people mistook him for a rabid mad cow.
Root Beer just got a new job today. He's now a plumber. He now gets to sit on his ass and get paid for it.
It started to get cloudy and Root Beer didn't wanna get wet while playing in his pool. So he decided to back up his truck. Root Beer forgot he was crosseyed.
Poor Root Beer. His portable pool is now inside his house. Luckily Root Beer is claiming stupid as a disability and is now rich! You see, Root Beer got fired from his job after making this:
Root Beer! His mother shouts. She needs a ride to the yard sale. She wants to show up in the nice car.
Well Grandma Root Beer is definetly the center of attention again.
It's better than last year though. Before the operation, little Root Beer constantly got hit in the head with the shovel after people mistook him for a rabid mad cow.
Root Beer just got a new job today. He's now a plumber. He now gets to sit on his ass and get paid for it.
Friday, June 23, 2006
Can You Spare That Dollar?
This picture really got to me. I laughed at first because he's right and I'm fucked up mentally. When people see a bum, they sometimes just turn their head as if they aren't even there. They are trying to talk to you but you just brush them off. Me personally, I know I do that.
My girlfriend and I clash over this every time we see a homeless person. She's gonna kill me after she reads this. If I'm walking down the street with her and I see a bum, I would purposely cross the street to avoid all eye contact. I'm pretty sure she's already caught on by now, but I'm just untrustworthy when it comes to homeless people.
She always sees a person down on their luck that never wanted to be poor but was dealt a shitty life. What I see is a person that fucked up their life by drugs or booze and pushed everybody out of their life and years later they finally see how fucked up their life is but instead of taking the money and saving it for something good, they buy it booze or cigs.
I do ignore them and I do turn the other way. The last time I gave a homeless guy money he went right inside the store and bought liquor. I was saving that money for pornographic sex cards but I guess the money would have been wasted either way. I'm like fuck it. How do you know they are not gonna spend the money on dumb shit? Now before I even think about giving out money I kind of look them over and see if they look as if they are even trying to be better, then I'd donate something or give some friendly advice.......friendly.
In conclusion, I'm an asshole. But I am very friendly. I do sometimes give some change out to some homeless people. I'm even planning on volunteering around Christmas with my girlfriend this year, and this is a big thing, I never volunteer for anything.