
Me and You, and You and Me. No matter how they toss the dice,

It has to be, the only one for Me is You, and You for Me..
So happy togeeether.......
mmm...sausage.


















Hey, Parents, listen up! This shit is for you. It was brought to my attention this evening that my sweet little neighbor next to Grandma's house got a hold of my blog and read it. She's only like, 8 or something. Anyways, I like to practice my freedom of speech and say whatever the f*&k I want on here. This is not for children. Remember that, and respect it, b*%ches!




This is the worst thing to happen to me since they cut off my balls. I took a trip to my old hair salon, Doggie Detailers, in Galveston as I am in town for Auntie's wedding, and well...you can see what happened. I used to be a good looking guy, with a full coat of white hair. Now everyone keeps talking about how I resemble some man named Chester...I believe his last name is Molester. I get the feeling that this Chester guy is not good looking. F*$k my life. 
Listen, Nicholes, I'm really really sorry that I pissed on your blanket this weekend. I was angry that you were giving Oscar more attention than me. It was really immature, and I hope you can forgive me.