I traded in a liar and got a smart ass. I am happier now -- the Lying Nazi Bullshit Diesel is dead. My new Honda Civic is "nice," but these god damn "smart car" features make me want to strip to my bathrobe and scream "get off my lawn".
Every time I find a tennis shoe I like - brand, make, model, year, color, 10 seconds after I walk out of the store, they change all the fucking models
I fought the Facebook, and the Facebook won.
Facebook, Apple and Google -- guess what, we hate you like you were the phone company or the post office in 1975.
Mark Fuckerberg* has been selling my "soul" to the highest bidder for years, and all I am doing is quietly screaming "Fuck You" on Facebook.
Listen my children, pick your career wisely. Nobody ever thinks about how many of your friends and family will expect "free service" for whatever skills you may
I was about 11 when the family wagon rolled into Eau Claire. I was probably the first and last person to have a life-changing event there.