This weekend I decided to paint my dining room. The prior color was red, per my mom this meant going to primer hell. So I did, for 7 hours yesterday. It sucked and I will never, I repeat never primer again. Its not like painting, its not fun, and its messy as shit. Screw you KILZ.
Hey OJ, one word for ya buddy "KARMA".
Every year for Christmas I get a hello kitty calendar. I know big shock. I think its really cool when my son walks in my office and changes the month for me. My calendar is hung on a nail with pink ribbon attached to it. So big, bad, cool, tween, football playing, girl loving, boy takes it down, fixes the month, hangs it back on the nail and then has a conversation with me about the pic. Little things in life are priceless.
I don't like ghetto at all. But for some reason I really love "Whiteboy".
I am finally getting over my sickness and getting back to my favorite fix. Welcome back red bull!