Drunk
what it is, what it is
So, Whatever! My picture does not match my post! However, I have always abided by the rule of a picture with every post so I am fucking posting a picture for you on this post by the way has the lack of periods and commas clued you into the fact that I am not sober while I am typing this to you? Whew! I hear fireworks going off right now. Seriously, fucking fireworks. We are not even in JULY yet people, and the fucking fireworks have started. Gentle Jesus, please guide me through the white trash holiday that is the fourth of JULY.
Having said that, I must tell you that I LOVE the 4th of July. Does that make me white trash? Possibly…a little bit yes. Still, there are many Americans who CHERISH the 4th. I mean there are the fireworks, the beer, the hot dogs (and hamburgers if you are lucky), the pool side banter, the friends, the chips, the dip, ya-da-ya-da-ya-da.
Is this a good time to tell you that it is 10:15 and I am drunk? Oh yea, that is what is happening. Also, my beloved is asleep. He is ready to take on Dallas tomorrow as we are slated to venture on a rod trip where we will eventually end up at his parent’s house for a much overdue visit. Oh my gosh, I just realized that I already told you that I was drunk earlier in this crazy ass rant. WHA-EVA!
I am making no sense now, and that is quite alright………..
I am going to muster up all that is left of my non-sober mind to post this shit because I think It might be funny. Ohhhhhhhhh, wait….I have a cool blog in mind for ya! It will not happen for a few days, but sooooooooooooon. Is this thing on? Hello? *tap, tap, tap…………..
So, Whatever! My picture does not match my post! However, I have always abided by the rule of a picture with every post so I am fucking posting a picture for you on this post by the way has the lack of periods and commas clued you into the fact that I am not sober while I am typing this to you? Whew! I hear fireworks going off right now. Seriously, fucking fireworks. We are not even in JULY yet people, and the fucking fireworks have started. Gentle Jesus, please guide me through the white trash holiday that is the fourth of JULY.
Having said that, I must tell you that I LOVE the 4th of July. Does that make me white trash? Possibly…a little bit yes. Still, there are many Americans who CHERISH the 4th. I mean there are the fireworks, the beer, the hot dogs (and hamburgers if you are lucky), the pool side banter, the friends, the chips, the dip, ya-da-ya-da-ya-da.
Is this a good time to tell you that it is 10:15 and I am drunk? Oh yea, that is what is happening. Also, my beloved is asleep. He is ready to take on Dallas tomorrow as we are slated to venture on a rod trip where we will eventually end up at his parent’s house for a much overdue visit. Oh my gosh, I just realized that I already told you that I was drunk earlier in this crazy ass rant. WHA-EVA!
I am making no sense now, and that is quite alright………..
I am going to muster up all that is left of my non-sober mind to post this shit because I think It might be funny. Ohhhhhhhhh, wait….I have a cool blog in mind for ya! It will not happen for a few days, but sooooooooooooon. Is this thing on? Hello? *tap, tap, tap…………..
posted by sarahsmile3 at
8:28 PM
2 Comments:
Ha Ha, you said rod but you meant road ya crazy biatch!
I am deeply offended. I was out of town for a week, only to come back ready to catch up on my friend's hilarious blog: she was listing random facts about all of her friends...but no mention of the girl who made her cut off her brother's sleeves in the kitchen. Or believed that she wrote "Stairway to Heaven". Or gave her lonestar beer lovin' husband's car a jump in a Lubbock parking lot. Whatever. Bitch.
--You know I'm kidding, right?
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