Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Paul McCartney, Will you marry me?

I'm suuuuuuure Friday won't mind. I mean, in about 3-5 years it'll be worth $45 million dollars. He can wait for me.

That is some crazy ass shit yo. Hey, rich folks. Heads up. Get a pre-nup. They were created for folks like you. Certainly not cheap-os like me.

Once again this morning I WISHED I had a scoreboard or the like on my car. Something I could put phrases on or messages to drivers around me.

Here is my initial list of stuff I'd say:

- Raise up off my ass.
- Are you serious? You're in a _______ (insert whatever shitty ass ride they are in)
- Let's go!
- It's the pedal on the right, Dumbass
- Psh! I know that's your Daddy's car.
- I ain't scared of you.

My goodness I have road rage. The MOST important part of my car scoreboard/sign, correct spelling and punctuation. Last thing I need is to be telling someone off and my damn spelling is wrong or I've put a comma where there should have been a period. So I'll need to be sure that my sign has spell/grammar check. Just in case. Hey! This is the real deal folks. I'm not talking about text messaging for cars. I'm talking about a real sign that let's the people around me know what is up!

On a personal note, Friday won an autographed Bruce Bowen basketball last night. Sadly, our Spurs did not also win.

Come on guys. Pleeeeeeeease get it together again. I'm this close to depression!

1 comment:

Sassy said...

It must be nice to have $45 million to 'give' away and not really feel the hurt. I can't even lend 10 bucks without feeling it.