epilogue, epitaph, epithet
ultimately, i am a big fucking asshole.
the car formerly known as the interceptor now resides at a junkyard. n my neighbor was right. (though he was completely sorry, refused to say "i told you so" (despite me saying he could, as i was man enough to take it) and said he says that stuff and then hopes for the best because he knows i love the car.)
but let's be honest, o thou droogs and only friends, the beloved non-existent readers who have truly (apparently) become non-existent, when the shop called, the repair was much more expensive than expected, and would take four times as long as expected, and hey you know what? i like to think i am man enough to admit when i have had it; when my number is up.
going car shopping tomorrow, and no, i will not be looking at lincolns.
and furthermore, a simple little tagline: i'm a dick. well, sometimes. i try not to be, but like every other fucking homo sapien on the planet, i have my moments. i try to own em when i cotton to it. so this is your opportunity to say "fuck you, darth, ya cunt!"
thanks for playing along.
darth sardonic
the car formerly known as the interceptor now resides at a junkyard. n my neighbor was right. (though he was completely sorry, refused to say "i told you so" (despite me saying he could, as i was man enough to take it) and said he says that stuff and then hopes for the best because he knows i love the car.)
but let's be honest, o thou droogs and only friends, the beloved non-existent readers who have truly (apparently) become non-existent, when the shop called, the repair was much more expensive than expected, and would take four times as long as expected, and hey you know what? i like to think i am man enough to admit when i have had it; when my number is up.
going car shopping tomorrow, and no, i will not be looking at lincolns.
and furthermore, a simple little tagline: i'm a dick. well, sometimes. i try not to be, but like every other fucking homo sapien on the planet, i have my moments. i try to own em when i cotton to it. so this is your opportunity to say "fuck you, darth, ya cunt!"
thanks for playing along.
darth sardonic
Labels: daily affirmations from a prick, fuck you i will not go quietly into the night, moodiness makes me who i am, morose, the interceptor
7 Comments:
Why are you a dick?
Yep I'm not getting it either, a "big fucking asshole" AND a "dick?" Did you piss off your wife or what? LOL do tell silly. :D
Sorry to hear about your car..I know you loved it. I am going through the same thing with Erin's car..the alternator belt kept shredding. Took it to a mechanic, who replaced the water pump and air compressor and put new pulleys on..$1400 later, he told me not to bring it back, because he can't fix it. Time to just cut our losses...
...and by the way, HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DAVE!!! Hope Saturday is a wonderful day for you!!
krissie and gringa, you have to read the post just before this one to understand why i am a dick.
no recess, damn that sucks, and ty very much! it's gonna be kinda low key.
Yep, still don't think you're a dick. :D lol So sorry! ;D
lol gringa ty. i think i am a dick because basically i insinuated that my neighbor and friend was a dick for saying i needed to wise up and get a reliable car. then he was right.
oh but btw, i'm over it now, lol.
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