I just ate a juicy but cooked chunk of pork chop fat. Every time I eat pork like that, I think to myself, “Fuck you, Osama motherfuckingincestuousgoatfuckerbastard Bin Laden, we fucking win!”
Just getting my own little jihad on…
I just ate a juicy but cooked chunk of pork chop fat. Every time I eat pork like that, I think to myself, “Fuck you, Osama motherfuckingincestuousgoatfuckerbastard Bin Laden, we fucking win!”
Just getting my own little jihad on…
Happy New Year to the Rants Army. Just so you know, if BrainRants was Risk, you’d be paying me taxes.
Many of you may not recall my post about my ongoing battles with our home automation applicances (f-ing computers). Before you move on you might want to check it out here.
So the ongoing drama is that my Daughter Unit The Second has managed to solve her issues on the laptop we sent her. Turns out it was HP’s fault for sending out a bad update. For the record, I’d figured that out myself before the computer nerd in CA fixed it, but there are some things I can’t do at a range of 1200 miles. Personally, I count that as a WIN because if the laptop was here, I’d have fixed it.