May 2009
3 posts
Shopping
I hate shopping. Not just because “oooh I’m a man and I hate shopping” but more of “I’m lazy and if I have to get off of the couch there’s gotsta be natchos involved. Or also the bathroom.”
So Julie demanded that I go shopping. That I get her “some lunch” because “she’s hungry” and I “never do anything around the...
Do I HAFTA!?
My big sister, Suzan (as in “YOU’RE CRUIZIN’ FOR A BRUISIN’…”), is a school teacher. She teaches Jr. Highschool/ Middleschool in a major metropolitan educational system. She teaches special ed for the emotionally disturbed kids. They’re not retarded, just dumbasses and goofballs. Most of them seem nice enough, for 12-16 year olds (some get left back...
Summer Camp
When I was little I went to Summer camp, like every normal(ish) kid did. Our summer camp was run by the JCC (Jewish Community Center) which is a lot like the YMCA except #1, there’s no Jesus and #2 there’s no Disco song and #3 there’s no sodomy in the gym/Multi-Purpose room by grown men who are down on their luck and just want a little NAMBLA-style lovin’.
The camp was...