...from the plague but I still have it better then Charlie Sheen. During the eternal apocalyptic vortex that sucked my body up and houses me for several delightful days, I did randomly stumble across the television remote and was mortified to find that Charlie Sheen had infected just about every channel...really? The dude has gotten his ass fired from a really sweet gig and now he is broadcasting he is some sort of martian rock star and he lives with his goddesses...at first I thought I probably had overdosed on my legal drug regiment of the day. Apparently not, as I make the corner to healthy and well, Charlie is still cranking out the "really weird" All I can say is "shut the fuck up Charlie..." you are embarrassing your family and really annoying me..now were are my drugs?
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