It’s a Sabotage!

(Where’s their “old timey” WWII helmets & goggles?)

I miss Choose You Own Adventure books! If you were like me, when confronted with a tough choice, you skipped ahead because the one’s you died in were only one page and had “The End” in big bold letters on the bottom. It was the equivalent of “fast-forwarding Tivo” today…

Another Debate tonight?

(Old angry man is always funny)

Jeez! When will these puffy stuffy stupid panderfests end?

*Someone taps John on the shoulder and explains it’s a Town Hall Meeting format*

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh; that’s totally different then two guys blustering on and on using talking points. Now a person in the audience gets to ask a canned question instead of a moderator…neat!

Grand Theft Auto IV

(Her new name is Mooseknuckle Stew)

It’s like crack for guys. I have a PS3. I have this game. I have-no-life…

Apparently I’d rather spend hours randomly blowing shit up, then read a book. Why? Because I’m a fucking idiot. Maybe it’s just a chemical thing in guys brains, but when it comes to wasting time, alone, and being totally unproductive, we push ourselves to reach new heights others only dream off. Stuff like:

-Football ALL WEEKEND
-Tuning up a hotrod, driving it 3 blocks, turning around, & working on it more
-Collecting shit normal people would shake their heads at in utter disgust
-Whacking off to on-line porn
-Building tiny models. *Note, I didn’t say fucking models. That’s productive AND fun*
-Insert yours here

Have a day sucka’s!