Hey honey, where are all the bags? In the bag hutch.

No shit.

So the Mets fucking suck again, thats great. Swept by the motherfucking Asstros. Ha ha, what fucking fun. Also Maine is on the DL because of his rotator cuff. Also my rotator cuff is still all fucked up and that fucking sucks, too.

You know, I'm not one to question God's ineffable plan, but you figure if He is this omnipotent being that would have been able to foresee the magnificent splendor that is the game of baseball, than maybe He, in his infinite fucking wisdom, might have been able to intelligently design a sturdier fucking bit of anatomy than the piece of shit rotator cuff that He came up with. But, y'know, not that I'm one to question His divine authority.

Oh, but what else? How about I wanted to get pumped to one of the greatest songs in the history of rock n roll that just happened to be featured at the end of the greatest show currently airing on television yesterday, but the only quality video on youtube is full cut scenes from some god damn piece of shit movie called Loser.

OH GOD WHY DO ALL THE BAD THINGS IN LIFE ONLY HAPPEN TO ME?



If it weren't for meatspinner I don't know how I'd go on living.