This is not for the weak of heart. This is a blog that is filled to the brim with testosterone and topped off with a healthy dose of manliness.This blog will be updated from Space City, located a mere two blocks where the air reeks of meth and homeless people are on almost every corner. Read at your own risk..
A few days ago you besmirched my name and insulted a baby. I do not know what possesses a person to call a baby ugly. That's pretty low, even by my standards.
Also, I don't know who goes around trollin' random blogs at 3:43 a.m. After some investigative research, I've come to the conclusion that this is the Chris Schmitt in question.
You may call me all the names you want, but if you insult my nephew, then in the words of Russell Brand, "I will slice you from limb to chop!" Troll away Chris Schmitt.
Sincerely,
The alleged *expletive*
P.S. My friend over at restlessweeniedoglegs.blogspot.com is hosting a cyber bullying seminar next week. It would be wise for you to attend.
Hello friends, family, random Europeans that somehow stumble upon my blog...
I'm sorry that it has been so long since my last blog post. I recently took a nice little sabbatical, if you will. I did some traveling to the beautiful town of Crosbyton, TX this summer. You really should visit sometime. If Amherst and Petersburg had a baby, it would be Crosbyton.
Aside from my awesome job, lots of exciting events took place this summer. For instance, my roommates and I decided that we missed the ghetto, so we moved back into it! That's right, my blog's name is once again relevant. We have lovely neighbors across the street. There's the group of Mexican men (literally, their cars have Chihuahuan license plates), who's hobbies include: being shirtless, being shirtless on their porch all day, being shirtless on their porch all day with beers in their hand, and giving us the look of "Hey homez, our neighbors across the street are going to go eat dinner, maybe we should rob them while they're away." every time we leave to go somewhere. We also have the friendly neighborhood drug dealer across the street. He seems friendly, almost like a Doug the drug dealer from The Hangover type. However, I have not seen him or his truck in the past month, so I fear the worst...
For those that affectionately remember the Testosterhome (R.I.P.), I regret to inform you that it has been overrun by Frat daddies. Our new home was formerly known as the Estroden, but is now appropriately styled the Testosterden. The Testosterden offers many luxuries such as: working toilets, high pressure shower heads, locks on the doors, and most importantly, working a/c. I know I know, we are living the dream!
The Testosterden
Last, but not least, I became an uncle! Meet Kale Ethan Daugherty:
I'm currently mulling over several ideas regarding the direction this blog is going to take. The ultimate goal being to make this thing more consistent (What? You don't like it when I blog once every 6 months?). Anyway, I'll get back to you on that. My advice for you today is: don't eat lima beans. Those are gross.
P.S. I leave you with this gem. Why do I smile? Because it's worth it.
