So I'm at work and G-Chattin it up per usual. All I can think is how awful this is. So my mind wanders.............................
Why couldn't my family be rich. This way I could be a washup-up drug addict and make sex tapes for money. Shit, atleast I don't have to work. You know there are people in the world who feel bad for "people" like Lyndsay Lohan. This chick has been rippin qualudes for years, gettin paid to look like a crack whore. Follow me around with cameras all day. Watch me fuck and scratch my ass, I don't care. I'm PAID SON. As you see from the title of this blog I have a name for my porn production company already. It's M in the B.
.......................and back to real life.
So last night there was a dilemma at my house. I was recording the shitty Bruins for my roomate as well as American Idol for my other "roomate". The people who make directv make it so you have to watch one of these programs if you are recording two at the same time. Shitty. But, a fact nonetheless. Two reasons I couldn't watch the Bruins. I don't enjoy their efforts nor do I truly enjoy hockey. Wifey was there as well and she would rather play with the pet mice then watch hockey. So needless to say, I was stuck watching American Idol. What the fuck? That over-exaggerated, over-hyped, exponentially talentless show makes me angry. I swear the first four people that "sang" were nothing better than a local karaoke show. These people are the top 11 contenders. You know what, I actually know for a fact that some local karaoke shows are far better than the performance these asshats put on. We put a movie on halfway through. Fuck that show. Never again. Sorry Ellen.
Fuego..out.
...rippin qualudes...
ReplyDelete