There really is. Basically it all boils down to why I didn’t like sports for years as a kid and teenager.
BEAR WITNESS TO TRASHY!
COED NAKED T-SHIRTS!
Every freakin year when my family and I would go on our vacation and every destination we arrived at had some idiot or white trash sporting one of these horrible shirts. Cause you know, nothing says,”I know what women want” like having a shirt that proclaims your virality in a semi-humorous format. It never mattered where we were either;
Branson, Missouri
White House Tour:
And of course…SESAME PLACE!!
Gah…the memories are coming back to haunt me.
Next time I rehash my past, I’ll talk about NO FEAR!, BIG DOGS, AND OF COURSE…
BIG JOHNSON’S!
HAPPY X-MAS!
ELVI!
