Ok, this entry is probably going to ramble quite a bit because I'm drunk and I'm pissed off. The NASCAR race at Bristol was tonight and fuckin' Jeff Gordon won and my favorite driver, Mark Martin, came in 23rd. If you're laughing at me right now, then you can fuckin' fuck off as well, you cocksmoker! Ass monkey!! Shit!

This has been another fucked up day. The wife, bless her soul, let me sleep in late, and then woke me up by bringing the kids into the bedroom and letting them climb all over me, and subsequently, kick me in the balls! I tell ya, there's nothing like being woken up by a swift, bony knee to the balls. Ladies, sorry, can't really relate for ya here.

I was thinking about writing an entry about my cool comix collection here, but thanks to Uberhamster, my number one homey and all around cool dood, I guess my collection isn't that cool. See, most of my comix are from the very late '90's so they're probably worth shit to anyone except me. Is ok, though. They have sentimental value. I have a reason for every comic I bought. I thought it was cool, the artwork was amazing even if the story sucked, a chick who blew me said to get her one...okay, that last one is a fake, but still. Anyway, my point is, my collection probably only has value to me, but that's cool. I'm not really looking to sell it anyway, unless you want to pay me $25,000 for my mint edition #1 Spawn with the coupon still in it...but probalby not. Like I said, it's cool.

Well, MonkeyBoy starts school on Monday. Had to load him up with school supplies. Remember when you only got school supplies for yourself? Shit. Nowadays it seems like you're outfitting the entire fuckin' school. You have to get 3 sets of crayons, 4 giant glue sticks and other shit. I mean. It takes a whole year to eat a glue stick, who else are we buying the other 3 for? They've got us supporting other kids fuckin' habits. It's ridiculous! I'm tellin' ya. To top it off, you know what kind of backpack the kid wants to get? Scooby? Dragonball Z? NO!! Fuckin' Shaq!! Can you belive it? My kid wants to get the backpack with a fuckin' 7'3" retards image on it! I wanted to shoot myself. Hell, I wish he'd stuck with the Scooby backpack he had last year that's falling apart. The last person I want him to make a role model out of is friggin' Shaq. I mean, listen to the guy talk. He sounds like he's in the first grade. Oh well, at least no black kids will beat up my kid. Which is sad to say. MonkeyBoy is only 6 and he's about a foot taller than reglar kids, but he's a pussy. Of course, I guess that's better than being a bully. I'd hate it if my kid was a bully. He's really smart, though, is MokeyBoy. I see him talking his way out of quite a few fights. He'll confuse the enemy, because all bullies are stupid, and then run when the coast is clear. Yeah, he's cool my boy. Way cool.

Icebear Jr., on the other hand, will probably just annoy the shit out of any bully. After listening to his shit, they won't bother beating him. They'll probably think he's fucked up enough as it is. Thass my boy!! Heh. With Kung-Fu bullshit grip!! Either that, or he'll just kick them in the balls. He seems to have perfected that move on his old man. Oooof!

Ok, time for a subject change. Sign my guestbook! Please? C'mon, it won't take you like 3 minutes. I don't even ask any hard questions. Just follow the link enter your name and say hi. That's all. Don't make me beg, because I hate to beg, but I'm just drunk enough to do it...and embarass you in front of all your friends at the mall. I'll hang on you like a cheap suit until you sign my guestbook! C'mon, take advantage of me while I'm drunk...I probably won't remember it. Got it? Good.

Well, that's enough for now. Think I'll finish my sammiches and then do something until I sober up. Hopefully, D-land is done being a dick and I can update this fuckin' thing. Well, until then, drink Bud Ice...because Guinness is too damn expensive.

Love yas. Really I do.

Drunken 'Bear

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