Ok, so here is what I have going on... I live in a cul de sac. And from what I can tell... my lawn has the most dandelions by far...which I think is from the vortex of weed seeds that spin around the neighborhood and fall onto my lawn... anyway, I sprayed some stuff to kill them and other broad leaf weeds. My lawn…

Says the one who just wants to throw his millions in the face of poor.

Coo... and anyone who says some bullshit, we can just reply with “Fuck that noise” and walk away.

Get me a seat by the window will ya?

I didn’t even read your entire comment... I saw “Fuck that noise” and just smiled... haven’t heard that in a while. May you come across an abundance of financial wealth over your lifetime.

I had a fucking dream the other night that Steven Avery was in my fucking house... I think i was renting from him and he was kind of wandering around in my house during the night. I was like “What the fuck are you doing in my house? I know its yours, but what are you doing?” He just blankly wandered outside and…

Every flight should be open seating. Get there early, get a good seat. Lolly gag your ass to the gate, you get the toilet fume seat.

The best way to prepare beef tongue: Pound thoroughly to soften flesh, slice long ways to make strips, season and throw in the trash. This is fucking disgusting and belongs in the same discussion as runny egg yolks, menudo, raw oysters, onions, and pickled pigs feet. Fucking heathens strike again with their bullshit…

And you wasted part of your life writing this ignorant article. Good on ya mate.

Fuck, I get this and I am not even being interrupted, it just happens throughout the day... I think it has something to do with my surgery. oh well...nothing a bag of peas cant fix.

Oh the sound of CIWS in the morning.... “bvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvt”

At first I was like, “what a bunch of fucking idiots.”. Then someone came by my desk and was like “When is the Korn show?” and I envisioned myself, arms in the air, signing along with Johnathan Davis on stage... so yeah, enjoy fellas. To each his own, Rock on!

Ozzy man is a fuckin genius.

To each his own.

Sacramento Kings fans give two fucks about Kobe and his bullshit career. Peace out mother fucker. Good Riddance.

“Cooked runny yolks”? What the hell is that....it’s either cooked, or runny. No in between here my friend. Pick a side already.

Some sort of food fetish have we?

You spelled ‘James’ wrong... it’s spelled C U R R Y.

That is an incorrect statement, and is false in every sense of the word. Fried, poached, runny, gooey, slimy...are not how eggs should be eaten. I think that is in Corinthians 2:69

See what I mean... Animals. You eat runny yolks, and use vulgar language. Heathens I tell ya.