Posted:
#751
I took a shower yesterday. I hate taking showers. I only do it when I start to be able to smell myself. I know this fact is pathetic, but you are reading a post from the king of all things misfortunate and hapless. I do feel better and just a tad more confident after the shower. I tend to smell my underarms because the deodorant makes them smell good. I am supposed to be in the prime of my life, I guess this is it. What next then? I'm scared to think about it guys. Maybe I can starve myself to get the endorphins going.
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Sorry that is just my frustration coming out. I guess it was better than putting a hole in the wall. I look at the young guys at the top of the leaderboard at the Masters. What a life they live and have to look forward to. Every girl they meet from now on will want to have their children. When I found out that there were guys in their early 20's on top of the Masters leaderboard, I hit the floor. Ok yes I fainted are you happy now? When I came to I felt very sad over the fact that I am probably past my prime, and jealous of the guys playing golf. I pouted for the rest of the day and just felt sorry for myself. I was on the couch.
Don't feel bad good people, there could be a temporary solution just around the bend. It involves a nutty bunch of nits, are you up to the challenge? Probably not, this challenge requires an inordinate amount of collapsing. Rebounds of rage will only lead to a lengthy stay in the rubber room, oh what an endeavor. You simply can't sugarcoat this enough.
Big Cheese
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Sorry that is just my frustration coming out. I guess it was better than putting a hole in the wall. I look at the young guys at the top of the leaderboard at the Masters. What a life they live and have to look forward to. Every girl they meet from now on will want to have their children. When I found out that there were guys in their early 20's on top of the Masters leaderboard, I hit the floor. Ok yes I fainted are you happy now? When I came to I felt very sad over the fact that I am probably past my prime, and jealous of the guys playing golf. I pouted for the rest of the day and just felt sorry for myself. I was on the couch.
Don't feel bad good people, there could be a temporary solution just around the bend. It involves a nutty bunch of nits, are you up to the challenge? Probably not, this challenge requires an inordinate amount of collapsing. Rebounds of rage will only lead to a lengthy stay in the rubber room, oh what an endeavor. You simply can't sugarcoat this enough.
Big Cheese
