8th floor. Suck it.
I had new rear brake pads and rotors installed on my work vehicle Friday. Yesterday my rear drivers side tire flew off as I was driving because they didn't tighten the lug nuts properly. It sucked, but I called a tow truck and the auto repair shop fixed me up and I was back on the road in an hour. Just thankful it didn't happen while I was on the expressway with my kids in the car. As I sat there while they fixed the wheel, I wondered if I should go off on them for Fucking up so bad. I imagined myself standing on the counter demanding free oil changes for life, or threatening to sue their asses. I did neither. They had shark week playing on the small tv in the waiting room and I just kind of zoned our watching that. .I like sharks.
Today, I navigated some pretty fucked up streets in metro Detroit as we got hit hard with storms last night that caused MASSIVE flooding. It was frustrating at times, but I thought about boobs a lot. I also thought about my high school days and some of the good times I had. I also thought about my kids a lot. I am really looking forward to my sons upcoming football season. I though a lot about some of the great things he might do. I also wondered what my wife was going to make for dinner. I hoped it wasn't pork chops. I don't like pork chops. Then I remembered I had a sports committee meeting for my kids school and we were going to have beer and pizza at a local bar. I like beer and pizza. I also like the boobs on one of the moms on the committee, so I though about motor boating them.
The meeting was pretty boring, so I ate a lot of pizza and mainly just watched the tigers game. I glanced a lot at those boobs too. I also had a few beers. I really like bud light. One beer snob there said bud light might as well be toilet water. I thought about trying a different beer with an odd name, but I decided to just stick with my bud light, because that's what I like. The meeting seemed to really drag on and I found myself thinking about having to cut the grass and clean the pool tomorrow. I don't like to cut the grass or clean the pool.
Driving home from the meeting I was thinking a lot about this weekend. I have a lot of fun stuff lined up, including my sons first football scrimmage and a guys day Sunday with my brothers and uncles. I also thought about how even though I've been in the wife's dog house of late, that if I played my cards right Saturday night, I might get some ass. I like ass.
Then I got home home and after I fed mg two pugs and had some small talk with the family, I wrote this.
