With the economy dead on its heels, the Righetti portfolio looking like a hemorrhoidal bath and the manufacturing sector in complete shut-down mode, I figure this is the best time to complain about how bad my life is.
So I think it must be -30 outside today, I’m surprised my gigantic head isn’t suffering from the same kind of shrinkage other parts usually suffer from?
Why is it that every time I go to the gym, there has to be some dude using the hair-dryer on his pubes?
Why is the guy at the gym drying his pubes with said hair-dryer always look like Ron Jeremy?
Why does every guy that looks like Ron Jeremy also look a lot like Rico Suave?
Why does the guy who looks like the Ron Jeremy/Rico Suave combo never look like Ron Jeremy from the top?
Why does this Ron Jeremy Suave guy look like he doesn’t have a job and just hangs out in gym locker rooms?
Why was there a puddle of goo right next to the sauna when Rico Jeremy Suave walked out?
Why doesn’t this Rico Jeremy Suave goo spewing slob cover up with a towel and always wants to air dry?
Why do I have the feeling that when he does use a towel to dry his baby-arm, he just rolls it back up and puts it on the shelf for me to pick up?
Why do I have the feeling that the itch on my back is actually his jock-itch?
1 comment:
disturbingly disgusting, but you have me laughing out loud on what would otherwise be a pretty rough day at the office.
:) Missing you and the Mrs.
-R
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