My morning “epiphany”, staring into my bowl of on-sale-so-I-bought-it “Just Bunches”.
You might recognize this cereal from such cereals as “Honey Bunches of Oats”.
Bunches. Of Granola.
If “Bike” Was A Synonym For “Penis”:
Rob gets paid to ride other people’s bikes.
My bike got scraped up after I rode it drunk.
When my bike isn’t working properly sometimes all it needs is a few drops of lubricant.
You can hear my bike coming a block away when it’s wet.
Putting a little fresh grease on my balls makes my bike move faster.
Now, Imagine if “My Sense of Humor” Was a Synonym for “Actually Funny”
Finally got around to dorking with the site. Although, to live up to it’s tagline there would be procrastination involved, so I added a li’l extra. Added in my one post from August 2008, when it wasn’t snowing and chips and salsa and beer sounded like a good idea. Wait, chips and salsa are always a good idea. Who am I kidding here? Good beer is also a good idea – I had the Ninkasi IPA the other day – and it was a good idea. Decent scotch is also good, which is probably why I be ramblin’.
I put a new theme on this joint, added one of my pics from Peru as the background. Llamas.