My girlfriend is over in the land of the sheepshaggers on a holiday. At first i thought to myself that this meant i had  three weeks free from nagging and whining, you know the general duties of my other half.

I thought it would be three testosterone filled  weeks. Me and all the boys, playing cards, drinking beers, perving at women and grunting. Sadly, none of this has happened and i have found myself sitting at home with my younger brother watching 'The Price is right'. Although he does whine and nag just like a woman he is clearly not an attractive replacement for my girlfriend.



No one had any idea his parents were from Chernobyl

I am such a sadass. Why arent I out partying and having fun? Instead i'm missing her like crazy and having daydreams about her running off to New Zealand with a 200 kilo Maori Body guard.

Since she has been gone i have come to some startling revelations. She is my glue. She holds together this raggedy ass piece of man and makes me semi human. Since she left i have been bitching with my brother, complaining about my life and my car broke down. Im sure that the car is more likely a mechanical issue but we will still link it to her in the cosmic sense. It's all one big sad pathetic mess.


So i have decided to concentrate on the things in life that make me happy. making fun of my brother and watching re-runs of Scrubs. And maybe a little bowling (see Continuity).





So Roney, poor rittle me

Hans yowr braykin my balls hans, your braykin my balls.. LMAO!! That movie totally rocked ass!!!!! Sorry to hear about your being lonely.. but do what I do when trapped with the siblings, trick them into doing your bidding. You are right, you should be enjoying yourself while your woman is gone!