no?
well, tough tits jerks. it goes like this. so for the viewers just tuning in for the greatest hits package, this year:
the band got back together. and it fucking rocked.
it snowed like hell out.
otaku came back into my life...hahd.
it was like it never left.
i had decided that i could live without the thorough borough, only to find that the bastard could never really quit that place.
i went through the time machine many times. this one was more inneresting than most.
won some bullshit awards. only to have a little bit of dignity taken away from me. although, i;ve gotten better about the whole walking into work thinking that today's the day thing.
i ate a pig. it was SOME PIG.
i got married again. almost without my pants.
i discovered most importantly, that my son really gets me. and i feel richer for knowing this.
the bastard continues to rock the haterade for the bicycling community. because they still don't get it, son.
queens got laid to waste.
i did touristy shit...with real tourists.
got a mcrib. i will reiterate that it was good.
i made your asses street wise.
oh yeah...and it fucking snowed again...HAHD.
so there is is in a pile of frikkin nutshells.
also, the mofo skipped town, my daughter learned to walk and talk and drive a frikkin semi. and i got this thing done early so that at the time i usually do this, i can eat my damn ribs and wait for some jackass to get taken down by the po po's for trying to light up a suitcase while yelling some inane shit about the great satan. at least the bastard is going out with ribs in his gut and proabably a good tomorrow to go with it.
so in the words of sherman t., goodbye 2010, and welcome 2011, let's hope that your a sight better than the last one. have a good one jerks
—the bastard
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