My niece’s husband came over and took him back to his farm and put him down.
RIP Jack.
Fuck ‘em. They’ve been hounding my phone for two weeks. One might think that they would get the drift after you didn’t answer the first twenty times… noooooo. They keep callin’.
I finally answered, then the woman on the other end of the line was interested in how many people use my cell phone, then H1N1 shit… I swear, I don’t know what golf god I pissed off to get on that shit list but damnit I want off of it. Now.
hell, I ain’t gettin’ laid in the shade, or the sunlight. The midget has some moves though… If midget pisses you off, feel free to substitute little person instead. You tell me Zonker?
Bust a move brother…
