Sunday, July 12, 2015

One Crazy Summer…


Pretty convinced these are the end times or, at the very least, (the world) people have lost their damn minds.

when, “The Donald” is the GOP front-runner and someone tries to blow up the beach, yeah, there are strange things afoot.


In all honesty, it’s probably the heat, as evidenced above that is making everyone insane. while it hasn’t been insane hot, the humidity has been rearing its ugly head and I don’t know anyone who enjoys a generous case of, “swamp ass.”

That being said, three commercial fishing boats were set on fire and burned the other night. as if fishermen don’t have it tough enough, am I right? the predominant theory at this point is arson. I would think this is some fishermen on fishermen beef as most eco terrorists seem to have gone on semi-permanent vacation. either way it’s shitty. those dudes work hard and the job takes its toll on more than their bodies, whether you know it or not.

Somehow your cubicle doesn’t seem so bad now, does it?

Sea Star

On top of all of this, someone tries to go and ruin a perfectly great weekend by blowing up the beach. film at eleven.

Cierra Putman: Dropping some knowledge

who goes and blows up a beach, in the middle of summer? NO ONE, that’s who. the best part of all of this is that locals never even gave a thought to the fact there could have been a multitude of reasons for this happening. they completely refused to acknowledge a gaseous smell, not unlike methane, that was in the air, PRIOR to the explosion. no thought, “Hey, there is a concessions stand and bathroom facilities with showers requiring hot water…” NO ONE thought that. instead everyone automatically jumps to the obvious answer; this has to be ISIS.


I can’t think of a less desirable target than maybe the middle of a corn field in Iowa.


there is nothing but morons and savages in this place.

I hope you all are well.



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