rule #1, c.y.a.

is that person suffering a stroke? are they ok?

500$/day? fuck that shit. it should be a whole fucking number % of your salary per fucking day

true story;

im comin back through customs in the bahamas to get on plane the the unites states. i am drunk and stoned out of my gord because we decided to ‘get rid of everything’ before we headed for home…

so i get in line and the armed customs officer looks my drunk ass up and down, pats me down… lifts up my shirt and sticks his finger in the little 5th pocket of my jeans… and pulls out a tiny baggie. you know, the little mini ziplock baggies.

i just about shit my freakin pants right there wracking my brain for what the fuck i bought that would be in that baggie.

computer screws… specifically a set of screws for a hard drive install. you got me officer, is nerd.

thank conservatives for pushing the cost of raw goods up, lowering margins.

if your margin is 5% you sure as fuck dont want to be pushin 3% to visa

its drugs. always been for drugs.