Tiny Reflections

Tiny reflections on life

Tail-Gaiters Are Assholes

One of my pet peeves are the tail-gaiters on the roads. I have no patience for people that seem to be in such a hurry, while behind the wheel, that they have to ride the ass of the person/vehicle in front of them. I have seen too many people really hurt from being rear ended, my uncle being one of them. Five years ago some cocksucker rear-ended him and he has been in so much pain and distress ever since. He can’t hold a job because of the pain and the narcotics that he has to take make him a zombie, and is damned close to losing his house because there is no money coming in. You see the asshole who crashed into him had no insurance and has fled the country. What a nightmare.

My kid sister asked me to give her a ride to school yesterday, which is mainly back-roads to get there, there was some bitch riding my ass, big time. As we came around a curve there was something in the middle of the road. Wasn’t sure if it was an animal or what, and was hoping that it would soon get out of the way. Unfortunately by the time I realized that it was a log and that it wasn’t able to move, it was too late to slam on my brakes, or else the bitch behind me would have rear-ended me and I wasn’t about to have that happen. Yes we could always get a new car, but we are only given one body and I didn’t want either one of us hurt so I ended up driving over the log. There was a lot of noise going on under my car while it was going over this log. God only knows what kind of damage that log caused. Now I have to take the damn thing to the shop to see if any damage was done.

I got the bitch’s tag number and if there is any damage you can bloody well believe that I’ll be coming after her ass to pay for the damages.

 

Fucking Election Commercials and Signs

This election can’t get here soon enough. I am so fucking tired of all of the political commercials that are clogging up the air waves 24/7 about these two idiots that are running for President. I hate commercials, any kind of commercial unless it has a naked broad with a nice set of tits to enjoy looking at. Unless you get some of the adult channels on cable or satellite you won’t see too many of the commercials that I can live with.

Along with all the commercials that we have to tolerate are all the political signs that are plastered everywhere you look. I really don’t give a happy crap who you are supporting, but I do care that most of these signs are going to end up being blown away when the winds start kicking up here real soon with the coming of winter. I have a thing about litter, it just drives me crazy. I’ve been in many fights, physical and verbal, concerning litter and litterbugs. And you don’t even want to get me started on recycling. Guess that is from having old hippies as parents. They made sure we were brought up knowing how important our Mother Earth is and what we can all do to help keep her green and healthy.

 

What A Good Kid

My15 year old kid sister is still so shy and clean cut, bless her heart. It’s hard to believe that she is related to any of the rest of us in the family. It is so easy to embarrass this girl. She will turn beat red just by hearing the word tits or ass, it just cracks me up and of course the more she gets embarrassed the worse I get and I can get pretty raunchy, as you well know.

She is such a good kid, never been in trouble, a great student, a perfect attendance record since day one in public school, always keeps her room clean and is the kind of friend that we all need and want. She just might be the first to go to college if she keeps up the good work and keeps her nose clean for just a few more years. As much as we tease her we really are very proud of her, we just can’t figure out how she has managed to stay so clean cut considering her surroundings and all. It’s good to know that we don’t have to worry about her becoming a stripper or getting high/drunk or ending up in jail.

Sure hope she doesn’t make me eat my words, ever!

 

Take This Cell Phone and Shove It

The end of September can’t come quick enough for me. Come October 1st I plan on telling Verizon to go fuck itself and to shove their piece of shit cell phone up their big old corporate ass once and for all. There was a time that I had everything with Verizon. My cell phone, home phone as well as their DSL Internet connection. I made the mistake of bundling them all and it has been a battle ever since I made that costly mistake. I’ll never bundle anything ever again, I can tell you that.

I have been asking around with friends, family and a few of my co workers to see what they think of their current cell phone providers and so far it sounds like either Sprint or AT&T has the best signal out where I live. I’ve been told that there are several websites out there that will do the comparison work for me as far as what each cell phone provider has to offer, like what phones they have to offer, what their plans have to offer and for how much. I will certainly take a look and see what I can find online, but it’s always good to get the opinions of people that you know and trust, or at least you hope you can trust.

Where’s The Beef? If It Was Up Your Ass You Would Know Where It Is

I’ll never forget the first time some one asked me “Where’s The Beef?” remember that saying that those two old ladies made so popular back in the 80’s? For some reason my response of “If it was up your ass you would know where it was” just came flowing out of my mouth and man didn’t that just crack my my little circle of friends up.

I still have the habit of saying those exact words whenever anyone asks me where something is and it has caused more than a few eyebrows to be raised. I’m sorry but I am a fucking creature of habit and I just can’t help myself. My thought is that if you can’t take a joke then just go take a fucking jump in the lake and chill the fuck out! In today’s world where cuss words are a dime a dozen and you would be hard put to be anywhere in public and not hear some “dirty words” that just seem to come naturally for so many people these days.

I do try and watch my mouth when I’m around senior citizens though. And I wish that more people would do the same, although I do believe that a good amount of our senior citizens could come up with some foul language that would same a sailor. I know that my grandpa sure could belt them out and he didn’t care where he was or who heard him.