and on the 8th day..God made..

Friday was a great day...I woke up at the crack of 9am, woke the kids up, shoved them in my cool as shit mom wheels and drove up the block to our freshly built McDonald's..



I had been experiencing weird symptoms since they tore it down in May to re-build..





Night sweats, fatigue, head aches, pelvic pain, diarrhea...









oh wait, that might be just from stress of being fired..never mind..





































All I can say is...my nice hot cinnomelt was better then ever. And it went right to my hips as I was chewing it .







Thats ok....I don't mind taking one for the team...or 20 as it may end being....







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I went out with some friends Saturday night...got a tad tipsy, got my groove on..on the dance floor anyway, and just hung with strangers ...







I have some pics, no, not boob shots either..









































































Those are my pals who were canned with me....we all got our walking papers, for being good employee's.



So we all had a good time..with exposing no booby's...sorry dudes.



I did have a few guys tell me how smokin hot I was...



yea yea, I know..



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My son weighs 93 pounds now. He is 10 and entering the 5th grade. He will get pubes soon.



I tell him his hair probably weighs a good 20 pounds of that..



Look, see for yourself..






































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See, Dorothy Hamil/Jon Bon Jovi....



and he just can not pull it off...not with a tractor and a wagon he cant pull it off..



I do not like how his hair touches his shoulder....it aint right, not right at all.


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Well, I am going to go dig coins out from the couch cushions and get some cinnomelts. Since I am unemployed I can not go spending real life dollars...its gotta be change..no one will miss change.


Guess maybe I better go find a job....McDonald's AND Walmart are both hiring.


Hot damn.