Jon I called, but unfortunately Jess answered.
I apologize for the lack of motivation towards this blog. It took some hardcore comment from the one who kept and still keeps it real to motivate me for a blog...thanks Jon. Things here in Knott Co. are as usual, and one could describe it with the same answer that this question would warrant. What do you think of the rectum as a hole? I kid...I swear. I've come to figure out that no matter where you are the summer sun makes everything o-right! I do miss having my weekends off. The endless nights spend on the I-pond throwing darts till my arm was sore, and then waking up and goin' to work at D&K and being greeted with a "Hell Fire!" from the greatest boss (Jon Goldey), or wrastlin' in the backyard, or literally owning some retarded neighbors for throwing a tennis ball at two lit country boys which they actually got off pretty lucky, but I defintely have to throw props up to Chloe and Zoey for some props. BURN!!! Jon I'll apologize for meeting a girl who can beat you and anyone else in cornhole (Alex). Jon we've had some good ones and even better ones to go. Also, I have also spent some endless summer nights jammin' with some buddies, but more importantly the only man that can keep a bass line jumpin' in his sleep...Chase or as Jelly-Role Fugate calls him Trace. Chase I do miss hangin' out in Charles' basement and listening to ridiculous arguments about anything. Chase, I will remind you about the times we spend at on Chandler's house on Old Quicksand Rd...boy its been a while.
Bottom line brothers, I hate that I have to work the weekends, and I don't get to spend the time that I want to spend with you, but right now I'm at the very bottom of one of Clay Fugate's totem poles. Guys I love ya and hope everything is great. I'll try to post a little more frequently, but I'll leave you with one little tasty nugget of philosphy. I've come to learn there a three types of people in this world. There are people:
1) who are peices of sh*t.
2) full of sh*t.
3) who are the sh*t.
I'll let you decide where you fall, but personally I am the......
Bottom line brothers, I hate that I have to work the weekends, and I don't get to spend the time that I want to spend with you, but right now I'm at the very bottom of one of Clay Fugate's totem poles. Guys I love ya and hope everything is great. I'll try to post a little more frequently, but I'll leave you with one little tasty nugget of philosphy. I've come to learn there a three types of people in this world. There are people:
1) who are peices of sh*t.
2) full of sh*t.
3) who are the sh*t.
I'll let you decide where you fall, but personally I am the......
posted by Jeol and AThom-Bomb at 3:27 PM
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Joel, you need to ask your boy, Jess, who it is that drops board bombs. I'm sure he will tell you that it is I. That beer can chicken is going to be good next weekend. Too bad you work for a slave driver. Oh,I am #2 on your list of the types of people.
If I go before you, I have but one request for my funeral. I want you, Jared, Darren, Dave and Charles to jam on "Hey Joe!" for 2 1/2 hours. And right when it winds down, Chandler will pop out and play a wicked awesome solo.
You are you lazy bloggin' sonofabiscuiteater.
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Joel, where are you? Don't you love your big sister anymore?
Joel is fakin' the funk on a nasty blog.
You guys are weird.
I smell a hoosier.
The odor has probably increased since i moved deeper into hoosier land: bloomington.
Yet you have escaped the infamous Terre Haute stank.
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