Just a bunch of run down, beaten down, slapped down, broken down, shot down, hung down, put down, and kicked around Isle of Man immigrants who've been beaten up, tied up, chewed up, blown up, hung up, screwed up, messed up, held up, and told to shut the fuck up.
Thursday, February 23, 2006
Has to be a first
As I pulled up to the Mickey D’s drive-thru window last night, poor little Nemo unloaded his entire stomach contents all over the back seat; which made my other boy in the front seat dry heave.
Must be the first time kids have puked before eating their Happy Meal.
Thought I would share that with you.
Plus, why don’t people whistle anymore. I love to here a good whistled tune.
Ah well, those were the days…
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I can't whistle.
If I could, I would, honest.
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