Where you at?

When is the last time you ate Corn Nuts? I bought some today, and I just ate the whole bag. It's like eating salty rocks, and it makes your burps smell like an avalanche of regret. Brutal.

So why am I regaling you all with my exciting aventures of a rainy Saturday afternoon? I have no idea. I am just waiting to read the Slowest 3 Minutes in Hockey like the rest of you. Where is Spec7ral? He's usually half cut by now, and ready to bend Grapes over in a show of self devotion. I can't really go on watching this game without it. It's like a homeless person without his garbage. It just doesn't make any hay.

So in conclusion, Spec7ral, where the fuck are you?


-(Billy) D. Williams

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