Slap my ass and call me SLACKER!

Damn, it's been 19 days since I've blogged last. I know! What the hell is up with that right? Well this mama has been busy as hell. Really, I don't have any excuse why I haven't sprayed the sarcasm on the lawn for awhile..

I would like to mention though, in light of my last post. That the chonies were indeed spotted, (not like that sicko) and knowing that 'bout keeled me over. I'm a little shy like that, if I may say so. I figure going commando will be the only way to ensure thattype of thing will never happen again. Right?

The most exciting thing that has happened to me in say.. the past week; is that I falsely accused a thug looking man of stealing a big stack of jerky from the local gas station.

Yeah, you read that right falsely accused. Not to his face of course, just to save my ass from a cappin'. I had mentioned to the cashier that he had just stolen some jerky, and pointed him out to her. She thanked me and then I went on about my biz, heading to the car. As I sit down the guy goes back into the store, and picks the jerky up of the counter.

What?! Really?! Ah hell..

Coulda swore that he stole that. But apparently, he hadn't. He had just placed it on the counter to go retrieve his money from the vehicle. I had seen it in his hand, and then wham I didn't, and he left in a hurry.

To me, (an ex sticky finger) it reeked of thievery.

Regardless of all that, I doubt I could show my face in that store again, but hey, better safe then sorry right?

I will say though, that I'm now watching my back, and looking to invest in bulletproof body armor. I wonder if it comes in pink?

As above, better safe then sorry right? ;)