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Another Day

It happened again

Flat tire in the rain

How can I explain, why I am late again

I don’t know

Hit up the Gas N’ Go

Fill up the tank, but the account balance is on zero

 Gotta beg and plead

for the cash I need

in a rush, and damn sure late

i might as well be going to the Aloha State

going crazy, banging my head on the wheel

the roads are slipperier than a banana peel

 i can feel, myself losing control

then i hear the tone

on my cell phone

and all the bad goes away

its a text from her

telling me to have a great day

the sky opened up the sun shone through

it stopped raining and the sky turned blue

 the birds start to sing

i start to feel just like a king

That Mummy is my Sister and McDonald’s is Dumb

I haven’t been keeping up with the news lately since I’ve been working a lot. I decided to check out a few stories to see if I could find anything blog worthy. Well this story stuck out.

Apparently an 80 year old woman was living with her sister’s mummified body. She died around 3 years ago. Yes, 3 years ago. The mummy was in the kitchen, possibly the worst spot for a dead body, partially eaten from the dog and cat and covered by news papers. Did this lady get a clean up lesson from Big Daddy? Seriously, everyone knows that if you want to get rid of a body you put it in your trunk wrapped in a blanket and throw it into a river. I thought that was common knowledge. Sheesh.

This is my favorite part of the story.

The Detroit Free Press says authorities removed the surviving sister Wednesday night and took her to a crisis center. She is also aged in her 80s and appears to have mental problems.

Seriously? You really think she has mental problems? What was your first guess? THE DEAD LADY IN HER KITCHEN MAYBE?!?! Jesus Christ, give me a break. Of course she’s crazy. Even Stevie Wonder can see that she is crazy.

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Today on my lunch break I went to McDonald’s. I’m not a huge fan but decided to go against my better judgement. I drive there and see a huge line for the drive thru and decide to go in.

No customers, awesome.

WRONG.

Not awesome. Not even close.

Why do they have the dumbest people work the registers at fast food places? That’s the second most important job there damn it! Have the idiots sweep the floors and throw those urinal cakes in the urinals, don’t have them take my order.

I order my food, 2 mc chickens NO MAYO and a 4 piece mcnugget.

I see my receipt on the counter in front of me and see this lady didn’t specify I wanted no mayo. So I asked her nicely in a calm tone if she put no mayo on my food.

“No. You didn’t say you wanted no mayo.”

“Yeah I did.” Why the hell would I want something on my food that I don’t even like!? You’d think I’d remember that. It took all my energy not to jump over the counter at this lady.

Then it happened. I heard one of the dumbest things I’ve ever heard. The lady who brought me my food heard me telling the other lady about the “mayo incident” and asked me “would you like me to make you 2 new ones without mayo?”

My brain almost exploded.

Why would I want you to get my order right? That would just make sense lady. I just wanted to start choking people right there in the middle of McDonald’s. I guess good help is hard to find.

Alicia Keys is a Racist

I just read this story about Alicia Keys. According to her (Alicia Keys) “gangsta rap” was a ploy to get black people to kill each other.

Keys, 27, said she’s read several Black Panther autobiographies and wears a gold AK-47 pendant around her neck “to symbolize strength, power and killing ‘em dead,” according to an interview in the magazine’s May issue, on newsstands Tuesday.

I guess it’s good that she’s reading, but Alicia, have you read anything other else? Maybe some of Tookie Williams’ books? You know, the co-founder of the Crips. I’m sure you have.

I guess I’m not really sure how a AK-47 sympolizes strength and power. Killing I can see, but those other two, that’s kind of a stretch.

Another of her theories: The bicoastal feud between slain rappers Tupac Shakur and Notorious B.I.G. was fueled “by the government and the media, to stop another great black leader from existing.”

Alicia Keys is a racist. It’s that simple. She doesn’t say she hates white people specifically but she implies it with this theory. “The government and the media?” If that doesn’t say white people I don’t know what does. Unless of course the “government and the media” were listening to “gangsta rap” and they killed Tupac and B.I.G.

 

Though she’s known for her romantic tunes, she told Blender that she wants to write more political songs. If black leaders such as the late Black Panther Huey Newton “had the outlets our musicians have today, it’d be global. I have to figure out a way to do it myself,” she said

I didn’t know who Huey Newton was so I looked him up. Well apparently he was a Black Panther. Also, he was a murderer. So I guess we should be thankful he didn’t have the outlets we have today.

I’m not a fan of Alicia Keys, but if I were I don’t think I’d want her to be singing political songs. I’d want to continue singing about the same stupid trash that she is singing about now. But if you want some help Alicia I’ll make up some racist political song for you now, you can steal this if you want.

 

The government invented gangsta rap. So all of blacks will kill blacks. The Black Panthers are always right. Even when they take innocent life. Tookie Williams should have been free. Besides co-founding the Crips, he helped the community.

(Now some sort of piano solo)

White people they take away. All the black leaders we have today. The government and the media killed Biggie and Pac. Take me back to Fraggle Rock ( I loved that show.)

So you can use this song that I just came up with Alicia. And please, don’t give me credit.

I Made the Switch

When I was in highschool I was a boxers guy. Then for no reason I can remember I switched to boxer briefs. They were fine. But the other day I switched back to boxers. (not the same ones I wore in highschool. New ones.) Now I can’t figure why I ever switched to boxer briefs.

I switched to boxers, but not this kind.

My boys are way more comfortable. If feels like I sat on a cloud and I’m wearing said cloud as underwear.

I just can’t believe that I switched. Probably the dumbest thing I’ve ever done. But don’t worry, I am not back on the boxer bandwagon.

This Girl REALLY Loves Her Dad

An Australian woman and her father have come forward and told everyone that they have had a baby together. (story) The even sicker thing is, this wasn’t the first child they have spawned together. A while back they had a child that died a few days after birth.

WHAT THE FUCK!?!

What is wrong with people!? I don’t have a daughter, but I’m positive that if I did I wouldn’t want to have sex with her.

What a bunch of sickos.

 

(sorry for the shortness. I’m trying to work.)

A New Life

There have been a few changes in my life recently. You have probably noticed I haven’t blogged in a while. Well I am working a new shift at work (days) which doesn’t have a lot of down time. I am pretty much working the entire time.

I also now have a life again. Sort of. I’m not as tired all the time since I’ve started working days and I can actually hang out with my friends again. Now I just need to work on getting a computer at my house so I can fill your lives with all of the non-sense that I used to.

 

I suppose if you wanted to get a hold of me you can shoot me an email at donteattheworm@gmail.com or you could follow me on twitter at http://twitter.com/kingsteve. And if you know my cell phone number you could text me.

I will try to update my blog again like I used to. But it is hard when I’m working a new shift and don’t have down time and no computer at my place.