Nothing like the feeling you get the day after your football team loses a winable home playoff game. It's 2 below zero. The car reluctantly starts. It's the first full week after the holidays. Which means no day off this week. And as you sit on the frozen seat, waiting for the heater to clear a spot on your frozen windshield, you ponder your feelings. Why in the hell do you care? Why in the hell do you hope next season will be better?
ugh.
Jigga who?
- BadWims
- Here - Where You At?, United States
- I believe in rare red meat, sharp cheddar, strong coffee, over-the-top guitar solos, foofy cocktails, Marshall Amplification, Mac computers and blue humor. Don't believe in: Meanies, stupids, gods, compassionate conservatism and freeway ramp meters
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