Let me help you with your nose hair...
Posted on 04/14/2005 10:45:55 AM PDT by To much nose hair
I have to sit in the back of my Mom’s mini van and listen to her 60’s music.
I lost my license and now have to have my Mom drive me everywhere. She won't let me sit in the front because that is where her dog sits. I need some good advice from freepers on how to solve this problem.
She is a flaming Lib who loves the Democrats and is always saying I must do more for society. I have been doing more for society. My 1992 Grand Marquis with no muffler is off the road so I am saving on gas and I walk to the packy to get my daily 6 pack of natural light. I give my change to the homeless guys so they can go and by their mad dog 2020 and it makes them happy.
It just drives me crazy everyday as I sit in the back of my Mom’s minivan and listen to Dylan and Peter Paul and Mary. The puff the magic dragon song is cool and I often want to light up my dime bag and start the day off like I used to before I lost my license.
On the bright side I have more to smoke at lunch time. Smoking is hard at work because I just got a job as a substitute Jim teacher at a middle school near my Mom’s house. Any and all advice will be welcome.
Garafolo?
My kids sit in the back of my minivan also, but they're under 10.
She won't let you ride up front? Wow, you are a loser.
That's your punishment for whatever you did to lose your license. If you don't like it, I suggest you take the bus, or ride your bicycle, or WALK.
Oh... and grow up.
Bye, To much nose hair.
He's dead, Jim.
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That's a little too informal. Try this instead
I just got a job as a substitute James teacher at a middle school
My very first beer was a PBR. Good stuff.
Extended News? I suggest you try out for singing lessons with these folks...http://www.jokefrog.com/flash/worst-halftime-show.shtml
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LOOK WHAT I'VE STARTED! =P
“Last Night Blues”
Didn’t wake up this mornin,
Didn’t get out of bed.
Didn’t have to stretch my legs,
Or clear out my head.
Didn’t have me no coffee,
Didn’t light up a smoke.
Didn’t hear my old dog bark,
This must be a joke.
Didn’t see me no sunrise,
Didn’t hear no alarms.
Didn’t take me no shower
I can’t feel my arms.
I got the died in my sleep, last night blues.
I guess you’d say I done paid, all my dues.
Gonna plant me in my best suit, and dress shoes.
I got the died in my sleep, last night blues.
Can help but to wonder,
Where do I do now.
Who’ll tend all my chickens,
And milk my old cow.
Guess I shouldn’t worry,
Won’t do me no good.
I aint in no hurry,
I feel stiff as wood.
I lay here a thinkin,
My thoughts in a knot.
Hope somebody finds me,
Fore I go and rot.
I got the died in my sleep, last night blues.
I guess you’d say I done paid, all my dues.
Gonna plant me in my best suit, and dress shoes.
I got the died in my sleep, last night blues.
Blind Mumblin Conspiracy Guy 4/14/05
LOL, Henry Waxman always makes me think of that old joke about bald-headed rats...
Where are all these low quality trolls coming from. China?
Perhaps you've made one too many stops here?
BTW, Sarcasm is just one of the services we offer.
See what happens when morons find an unattended computer?
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