Osaka Cherokee

I got to the station this morning and there was an ambulance out front with the stretcher out on the ground. I figured some old lady had a heart attack or some kid got a little too close to the track as the rapid went by and lost a finger or two. Nope. There was some high school kid that had got punched in the face. Why in god's name would you call the ambulance because somebody got punched in the face? I bet the kid went and told the police that he got whooped. I'll tell you what, if I ever lost a fight (like that'd ever happen) the last thing I'd do is tell anybody. If you get your ass whooped you put on a pair of sunglasses, take it like a man, and go about your business. Hell, there's a good chance if you got your ass beat that you deserved it anyway. I'd say about 90% of the ass whoopings I've seen in my life the loser got exactly what was coming to him.
Moving on... On the way home from work today I saw the world's greatest invention, the kid leash. I haven't seen one of those bad boys in a long time. Those things are the epitome of man's cruelness to kids and the greatest thing ever conceived all rolled into one. I'll tell you what, if you got a monkey ass kid you should have the little monster on a leash. If I ever breed and I have a monkey ass kid (there's a very good chance this will happen) I will put it on a leash in a heartbeat. Remember that episode of Saturday Night Live where Mike Myers is leashed to the monkey bars? That shit was funny as hell.



Song of the Day: The Concretes- "You Can't Hurry Love"