Sunday, February 19
I smell gas fumes, burnt rubber and stale cigarettes mixed with beer. That can mean only one thing - the Daytona 500 is next week. Let's go racing!
I smell gas fumes, burnt rubber and stale cigarettes mixed with beer. That can mean only one thing - the Daytona 500 is next week. Let's go racing!
My old, drunk Uncle Willie claims he is a miracle worker that can turn wine into water. Just give him a bottle of cheap wine and about two hours of self-processing.
Calling Jersey Shore a reality show demonstrates how much most young people are not living in reality.
Today is just another day to me, because everyday I am with my sweetie is Valentine's Day.
There’s a Super Bowl on today between the New York Giants and New England Patriots….yawn. This is the day I let my wife win the argument and we watch a Lifetime movie.
Whoever created a low-carb diet obviously doesn’t like pizza.
My wife loves the dog better than me because she’s has house-broken him. I refuse to obey, so I get no love treats.