Tuesday, May 27, 2014

Had a whatcha call a reader, pageviewer, whatever, today from Aruba. Aruba, Jamaica...come on pretty mama...That doesn't rhyme, it had to rhyme. Aruba, contuse ya...No. Hated that song, anyway. SOOO stupid. Get's stuck in your head and then you want to shoot yourself in the head. One yesterday from Kyrzackstan. How the hell do you spell that...click on it...No replacements found! That means I wasn't even close. C'mon. That's close. The "stan" is right, the "K." Whadda they want, I don't know how to spell friggin Kyr...it's not "zack," that doesn't look right, "zick? There's a "y" in there somewhere, let's see if it prompts me on Kyrzickstan...Mother-humper...Khyrzikstan? Son of a frigging...Hey Google, nice frigging spell-check. Swine.