I had a dream the other night where I was out in the country amongst a bunch of rocky crags, and all of a sudden this toilet started rolling down one of the hills. And of course it spooked all the cows and goats, and they took off running. I stood there laughing my ass off at all the livestock fleeing the runaway commode. And that was my dream.
Rocky Crag. Sounds like a country singer.
Oh, and there's something else. This has been on my mind for a while. People of the world, please stop greeting me with "How YOU doin'?" It makes me want to stab you in the head. I gather it originated with the Joey character on Friends. How long's that show been off the air--like five years? And that dude was the worst character on there. In fact, that show was only worth watching for the nipples. That Joey fucker is about as funny as Tony Danza on goofballs. So please, for the love of dog, stop asking me, "How YOU doin'?"
I have nothing else to say, so I will close with a picture of my cousin Nathan dressed as a dawg, along with his mom, Sarah: