Back to Business

It's been 30 years but I'm back.
I didn't go anywhere, I'm just lazy...by which I mean I'm working at General Bookbinding, which blows.
But here's the thing...I work with that guy who's gonna kill someone. Biggest redneck I've ever met, and I've met some big'uns. Just for kicks, I like to talk to this guy just to try to get him to say "Ya know, there's a shotgun in my trunk, if you wanna hang out." or something. I mean, this guy is a few teeth short...wears a bandana regularly...has a tattoo on his right arm roughly the size of a half-dollar (not really sure what it is cuz it's so small and poorly drawn)...trash 'stache...the works. It's great. By the way, my 2 nicknames for him are "Heap" as in Trash-heap, not Todd, and the other nickname is Dr. Gummy...I chose Dr. Gummy for 2 reasons, 1 being that he's showin a lot of gum with those missing teeth, and the other reason is because this man probably didn't finish high school...so the idea of him becoming a Dr. is hilarious! He looks something like this
This job sucks.
Tribe sucks...bigtime.
The nice thing is that I blogged again and I didn't even write about anything
By the way, he didn't actually look much like that, but he is a ridiculous hillbilly.

P.S. Look at ryan's blog or I'll kill you.