I just bought a new truck yesterday and i swear to god i’ll never buy a used car again. Instead of getting that “This guy is going to rape my sweet ass” feeling I usually get buying a used car. I had a fuzzy happy feeling deep inside my wang. I picked up a Chevy Colorado and I friggin love the thing. Now all I need for it is a sweet gun rack and a cowboy hat.
I’m really looking forward to this road trip i’m hopefully still going on. Sadly, I can’t write about anything I do at work and right now i don’t have much of a personal life besides my wife. Maybe it will provide me some actual content i can write about. I’m pretty sure the plan is to drive to Mt. Rushmore or somewhere equally ridiculous and back in about twelve days. We’ll be stopping at various small or large towns along the way for sleeping and supplies. We’ll be “shooting from the hip” most of the way and i have a habit of picking up hitchhikers so, hopefully, something interesting will happen. Hell, If you threw in a gay dude and a hot female of some sort it sounds like it could be a goddamn reality show.
Does anybody think its strange i make my wife call me “Cobra Commander” during sex?
That’s all i got.
New to the Haberdashery–or old, depends on… whatever. I’ll make a real post when i’m not tired and drinking.