One person’s desperate foolish hopeful attempt to make you laugh by providing endless hours minutes seconds of laughter. Trying to bring some nonsensical, occasionally relevant, boldly irreverent not too hurtful (I have liticaphobia), touchingly personal, or any other type of humor that I can write. Lastly, here’s hoping you laugh.

Wednesday, February 4, 2015

Weather and Traffic: A Marriage Christened by the Devil



There is nothing better than being in a location where they are only use to sunshine and all of a sudden there is a rainstorm or snowstorm. It is like watching Aliens that have just landed on the planet seeing precipitation for the first time. They stare into the sky and they are mesmerized by it, then afraid of it, and then they cause a massive accident. Now your easy commute becomes and a long arduous trip. If only they knew what it was before then maybe you could have made it to work before hating yourself.  The worst is those sardonic jerks on the radio giving the report. Weaving in the dumb line of, “I am glad I made it to work already.” I re-route myself to their office and smack that jerk across the face. One day I would like to leave a permanent hand print so the next time that jerk says, “That reminds of the day someone smacked me in the face and sent me to radio.” That day I will smile and so should you because I would have done the lord’s work, especially if that jerk turned the other cheek.

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