If you are asked to do the dishes, wash them. If someone says to clean the bowl, clean it. Just make sure it’s the right one.
Nickelback Is The Worst Band Ever
I am not going to beat around the bush. There are thousands of bands. I probably can’t even list a hundred names. But if you were to ask me what is the worst band ever, that is easy. You might think boy bands or bands that once were good but now put out terrible albums. They aren’t it. At least the bands that once put out good records have some street cred. For example, some random band’s lead singer married a hot chick. Had a baby and named it a fruit. Even with her head in a box, she’s still hot. And by the way, the ‘head in a box‘ is not a sexual reference. But if it were, it be even hotter!
Su-Spence-Ful Secret
I no longer work with the most colorful cast of characters anymore. While this job does have some amazing people (amazing meaning, people I can put in comics), they aren’t quite as colorful as the original group.
Quitting Smoking: 3 Weeks
It has been 3 weeks since I’ve smoked. Hold your applause. I started on the 2nd of this month. When I first started the cravings were there. I had the biggest problem when I would drive to work. It’s not the place where I did the most smoking but it was the routine of my habit that was going to be the hardest to over come. I bought myself some gum and some mints. I would chew the gum or suck on the mint to occupy myself when I went to work. The mints are gone and the gum is about out. I don’t need them anymore. I still suck on a mint or chew the gum just to do it. It’s a new habit but at least a healthier and less costly one.
Nature Calls
We all have had this problem before. You’ve had a few too many drinks and now you need to use the facilities. You’re not home and the only place you have is the public restroom. What do you do!? You’re scared. Don’t worry. I am too. I’ve talked before about my fear of the public restrooms. There is something dirty about 
knowing that I am about to pee freely among other men. I hate restrooms. I will do all I can to not use them but sometimes I have to. Sometimes, nature calls and won’t stop till I answer.
War is Hell
When I was little, my sister and I would play CHiPs. She was Ponch and I was Jon. We 
would make the hallway in our house the 405 and our mode of transportation were pillows. When we put the pillows between our legs, those soft things became bad ass motorcycles. It was pretty sweet. Not to mention, the wrecks we endured. Speeding down the stairs was always a disaster waiting to happen. Believe me, it was fun. Make believe was fun. You know what else was fun?
Women are the reason for everything!
Women can complain all they want about who is the root of all evil. While men have their faults, their faults are because of one thing. We were just chillin’ in the garden. Our twig and berries flying about. Not a care in the world. God figured,
Hey, you look lonely. How about another person to keep you company.
It didn’t take much convincing. Even if you were against it, it’s God. God had the final day. So God gives us woman. A hot, sexy little thing that will be there when were bored. All is cool. We fool around.
I like to blog. I blog so you can read it. When I am not blogging, I like to write. I write about necrophilia, murderers, and bunnies. Oh, I like food too.
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