So not much is going on with me right now. Had a little bit of road rage on Friday coming home but since calmed down. I scared the shit out of the kid driving this Aztek after he almost hit me.
I'm feeling pretty good. I joined a hockey team the other day. I'm playing in the summer league which starts in May....then remaining on the team for the winter season. The guy I was talking to seemed ok and he said the team was a pretty good group of guys. Although, he did weird me out a little when he came and picked up the cheque for my registration fee. I ended up closing the door on him and made him wait outside while I got the cheque because he was acting a little off...by off I mean really happy. Theres something mysterious about someone who's really happy like that...nobody should be THAT happy...all talking with his hands and shit. My wife told me that was mean to leave him outside but I stood by my decision to not let the happy guy in...well I let him in for a bit and he did some strange hand movement to my dog and called her Killer. The whole time I was thinking...what made this guy so damn happy?!
2 comments:
Meth.
was it bacon or poppy he called killer? i bet it was bacon b/c she was probably barking her head off like she always does to strangers. crazy dog.
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