In case yall was wondering, I'm still alive. I tried to avoid the cliche "It sounded like a freight train!" It didn't sound anything like a freight train. It was more like just a deep rumble, like when you're about to take off in a plane. It was more of a pain in the ass than anything... like everything else. It has been a shitty year. I got real sick like 3 times, my grandpa died, I got caught up in a tornado, some saw-happy dentist wants to yank out my wisdom teeth, another doctor says I have sleep apnea that's causing my headaches... sometimes I yell 'What's next?' I shouldn't complain, I've had my best friend by my side the entire time, and my daughter keeps me grounded in what's really important. I have gray hairs now. I'll look like Gay-Jesus Anderson Cooper by the end of the year.
You could dye your entire head and ass hair gray and you still wouldn't look remotely close to AC...not even if you wore his Prada shoes :oP
ReplyDeleteAnd how in the hell do you get sick THREE times this year already? It's just MARCH! Dude, you gotta learn how to dance with a chicken in the midnight air to get rid of the roots someone put on ya. And you should never...repeat NEVER...ask "What's next?"...'cause you'll soon find out.
Glad you pulled a Dorothy and made it through the tornado. Didja see Glenda? :o)