I try. I try really hard. Maybe not all of the time, but when I do, it's balls-fucking-out.

And still I am shat upon, by everyone. Even those I love.


What the fuck am I supposed to do, when so much is out of my hands?



Work with me here.....................

Awww, dude!!! We're in trouble now..... Here come YN3!!!!!

I drinks the beers and my tummy hurts. :(


Now I gotta pee. And poop. A lot.



Owwwieee..........

When I was 11, I used to watch my neighbor's dogs while he was off on business trips. He paid me in brownies and Red Hook. No cash, just food.


Cheapass.

WE'RE ALL GOING TO HEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!


i loves you, Roz.....and Vinnie...and Mom.....and Pop......

Join the Navy....join the Naaaavvveeeee.....do it.....



You know you wanna.

Ugh.



I loves my wife.



I hates my job.



Ugh.

You know what blows? You know what absolutely fucking blows? Wanting to go to sleep, having a place to go to sleep, having perfect silence, absolutely needing sleep, and not being able to sleep.

Well, not perfect silence. A certain fellow BM2 keeps calling the office. It's 2230. Why aren't you in bed, jackass? We muster at 0445. 0445!!! And we don't secure until we're done. We're looking at a 14, maybe 16 hour day, for the next week out, and this dumb fucker wants to conversate. No. Denied. I got the midwatch. So I need what little sleep I'm getting. And you, you lantern-jawed Texan with the undecipherable slur, you are robbing me of my precious, precious powernap.

Damn you to hell. No....fuck you.


Fuck you and the horse you rode in on.


fuckers are ruining my high...........

tee hee.....

What the fuck?!??


That's all I wanna know. What the fuck, world? What the fuck?