The Nutcracker

If you've been following the debate, then you won't be surprised if it ends in a fist-fight tonight. This campaign will be known as one of the dirtiest in history. The Democrats are inviting Dole's first wife to the debate. Ouch! Maybe tomorrow, the Republicans will find the guy who passed the pot pipe to Clinton. And his 24 year old niece.

Alright, well that was my attempt at keeping up with politics. I promise I'll never do it again. Anyway, I was talking to Kevin, my friend from home who goes to school at Appalachian State University. And if you don't know where that is, it's because it's surrounded by trees for 8000 miles in each direction. It looks almost like they were flying an entire college campus from Boston to Miami and dropped it in a forest and figured 'fuck it, we'll get it later.' Well, anyway, it appears as though poor Kevin has pulled his groin. How and where he did it is a funny story in itself, but that would require a lot of typing. So fuck it, I'll do it later. Well, it seems that Kevin's new girlfriend, an aerobics instructor (way to go, big guy!), has him working out on weights and other things that he's not used to...


Quote Of the Day 10/7

"They had one of those things that we had in high school. You know, the thing that stretches your legs apart more than normally humanly possible, and it's your job to put them back together.(?) Well, I had a fight with it... and it won... decisively."
-Kevin, aka Cowboy



Well, Kevin, now you know why we called it the Nutcracker in high school.



Pasta la visa, baby,
Dustin.


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