Thursday, February 18, 2010

Just because they can...

 Bored? Unemployed? Just wanna get somethin' off your chest? Send E an email.  (I'm pretty sure that's what scrolls at the bottom of the tv screen every night.) Why else would I have the continued pleasure of getting viewer emails like the following: (as always, didn't change anything in the email)
"What's Up? ...More and more people are stressed-out... More and more pot holes. Hit a pot hole and cause an accident and because you are taking doctor prescribed meds the DA wants to put you in prision. Hey, what's up?"
I want to write back and be all, "DUDE I KNOW!  It seems like EVERY TIME the DA wants to throw me in jail (which is all the time), it's just because I hit a pothole. If it weren't for those dang potholes, I could TOTALLY get high on my meds, drive around town, and no one would ever notice!  I mean what's UP WITH THAT?! Can't the city respect an honest bum who wants to take a few pills?  Life's SO not fair!" 

Everybody's a victim. 

In his defense.  The potholes around this town are not potholes.  I've never seen an asteroid hit earth, BUT if I did, and I lived to describe the wreckage... I'm pretty sure our potholes would still be bigger than the dent the asteroid left behind. 

Moral of the story:  If you're going to pop pills on a joy ride, at least roll the dice in a newer part of town.  They've got the *real fancy like* concrete roads out there.  Fewer potholes.

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