I know it’s stupid, but I just can’t give up good food. My stomach will hurt so bad it feels like I have back problems or something and I’m still not eating spaghetti without my garlic bread.
I don’t eat the good stuff constantly, most of my meals are bland. When I get a chance though I don’t pass on it.
I don’t think anything has made me this happy, Vern. Haha
The caption, the photo. Perfection.
Jim Varney made my sense of humor growing up. The only video that exists of me as a kid has me standing there speaking in my thick Appalachian twang, “luuhk mawmy, I’m like Ernest wittem numchyucks.” Then I sway my body back and forth and go, “uh yuh yuh” as I fall to the ground.
Me too. That is when I discovered the rarest Nirvana song of all time. It was Freak by Silverchair. It took me an hour to download it.
I also had the entire collection of songs Bill Clinton sang about blowjobs and Monica Lewinsky. Like, literally that’s all the dude sang about. Talk about being obsessed.
I could go on. What a great time it was to be alive.
I kinda always knew she’d end up my ex girlfriend, and that shit was bananas. B-A-N-A-N-A-S. Don’t speak, I know just what you’re thinking. It didn’t happen. Well. You’re right. It didn’t.