life.
So last week, I was running up the stairs to my room. I heard a little *DING* sound, and realized that a nickel had fallen out of my pocket. I looked at it for a moment, contemplating whether or not I should go down a few steps to pick it up. I didn’t. Then I went on my merry way.
Today, I’m in my dorm room alone, waiting oh so patiently for tomorrow so I can go home. I decide that I really want an ice cream or some candy from the vending machine. I go into my wallet. How much money do I have? 95 cents.
peaceable…psh who wants to be peaceable?
The Pentagon announced TODAY the formation of a new 500-man elite fighting
unit called the: United States Redneck Special Forces (USRSF), Code named: “BUBBA”
These mostly Southern boys will be dropped off into Afghanistan and will be
given only the following facts about the Taliban and terrorists:
1. The season opened today.
2. There is no limit.
3. They taste like chicken.
4. They don’t like beer, pickups, country music, or Jesus.
5. They’re directly responsible for the death of Dale Earnhardt.
The Pentagon expects the problem in Afghanistan to be over by Friday.
Applications available at your local Wal-Mart sporting goods counter.
Destiny
I came to an unfortunate realization. After cleaning my room, doing my laundry, and cleaning my absolutely FILTHY microwave, I realized I was calm and relaxed, and in a much better mood than I had been earlier in the day. I think I’m destined to become a housewife.
“I found out she was using my shampoo, so I put green hair dye in it”
moral: NEVER piss off Sarah
– sarah
