I know that’s right. We all fuckin love Ruth!

Possibly overrepresented on a couple Frank Zappa albums…

Your sweet ass has about the same integrity as all the other bullshit I see (and sometimes even read) every motherfuckin day on this Internet we find one another on… Source verified as original by way of alcohol.

Nice fuckin job, eh…

Harriet’s 168th. birthday party with Steve Irwin.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZD9M_WCXn3s

Because I have a “thing” about having those little floor-crunchies on my feet. Floating flooring is nice, but every little thing lays right on top of it… So instead of constantly dusting the bottoms of my feet off on my calves, I just throw on some house shoes. Freshly cleaned floors excepted.

Wide range, there. I love it!

Hahaaaa!! Fuck, I didn’t catch that shit!! Too fuckin funny to edit… Touche, s0x…

I’ve never typed Panera… Yet my dictionary has that shit over Pantera… This world has gone to shit… Fuck em all.

Gotta be Moonlight Sonata…

Maybe the Live 101 Proof version of Panera’s “War Nerve”

Or Freebird, maybe?

Stubborn Love or Angela, by the Lumineers?

Fuck… Depends on the day, but I’ll always go back to Moonlight…

Kuntz. Yep, said like That… As in Rusty Kuntz. Best baseball name in history:

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rusty_Kuntz

Baby, I feel like I been cat-grooming a fuckin Snatchsquatch. I got hot towels, a basin of hot water, clippers and a razor. Spread em. I’m killing that fuckin thing.