"not over 'til the fat lady sings"
so, the new job is okay, with 1 minor hitch: everyone there has either been to prison, or their bfs have. i mean, it's like a fucking prison yard.
i've tried to be kountry, but the problem is, even though i come from the kountry, i've cleaned my ass up a bit.
now, don't fucking get me wrong..nothing wrong with being kountry at all. not at all. it's just, i don't drink a 40 oz. and call it champag-nuh, don't say 'ya'll' with every 4th word, and well....i seriously need to shut the fuck up before ya'll start thinking i'm the one that's being too kountry here, if ya get my drift.
it's okay. i'm not giving up this job until my ass is either:
1. sold for a carton of marlboro 100's;
2. threatened with a bbq-stained shank;
3. i find a place as surfacely pretentious, non-kountry, and snooty as all fuck...just like i can be when i get a lil' snarky...
...like i am being now.
boojah!
p.s.: Sookut ends manana; looks like they'll haveta take the grass n' fruit Huts down!
so fucking shake that lulau and eat n' pray....your days of High Holidays start again Dec. 5th!
hee hee hee!!
(j/k)
so, the new job is okay, with 1 minor hitch: everyone there has either been to prison, or their bfs have. i mean, it's like a fucking prison yard.
i've tried to be kountry, but the problem is, even though i come from the kountry, i've cleaned my ass up a bit.
now, don't fucking get me wrong..nothing wrong with being kountry at all. not at all. it's just, i don't drink a 40 oz. and call it champag-nuh, don't say 'ya'll' with every 4th word, and well....i seriously need to shut the fuck up before ya'll start thinking i'm the one that's being too kountry here, if ya get my drift.
it's okay. i'm not giving up this job until my ass is either:
1. sold for a carton of marlboro 100's;
2. threatened with a bbq-stained shank;
3. i find a place as surfacely pretentious, non-kountry, and snooty as all fuck...just like i can be when i get a lil' snarky...
...like i am being now.
boojah!
p.s.: Sookut ends manana; looks like they'll haveta take the grass n' fruit Huts down!
so fucking shake that lulau and eat n' pray....your days of High Holidays start again Dec. 5th!
hee hee hee!!
(j/k)