And it's pure bitching. If you don't want to hear me rant and carry on, move along....

 

This guy brings me a computer a couple weeks ago. It's an old e-machines, has WindowsME on it. The modem just up and died. I took care of him good. I sent him to a buddy of mine in Jackson to get a brand new modem at my cost of just $12. We install it and she runs fine. Gives me a call the very next day and says the damn thing don't work. I can tell by the tone of this dudes voice that he's an ass hole by the way. So i'm calm and cool with him, tell him to bring it back to me, we'll look it over. Well, in the midst of 'it not working' he destroyed Windows beyond all repair. So I format that sucker and put a fresh copy on there. Well to my suprise this new modem's got some kinda bull shit error. So I simply thought 'meh, two bad modems, happens all the time, no big.' I know this dude is really poor and I don't want to take him or nothing so I slap him a $35 us robotics modem in that I had laying around. Sucker works like a champ now, right? Wrong, I guess. Over the weekend my caller id was chuck full of calls from this asshole. This morning he calls and says the damn thing just quit working. I'm like well hell man bring it in and whatever's wrong with it, no charge. I hook it up and low and behold the damn us robotics modem is fizzle fried! I said, dude, your motherboard's frying whatever gets plugged into those pci ports. Well he went fuckin NUTS ON ME! Started cussin and carryin on, sayin i took $90 of his check money, blah blah blah, he's got half a mind to kick my ass and he's got kids to feed too. I was like look mother fucker, you jump if you're feelin froggy, but don't think for 2 seconds you're getting your money back. I told him I was sorry for all this and that there just really wasn't nothing I could do. (honestly, if you just had a tune up on your car and it blew out a tire would you go bitching at the garage that just did the tune up? fuck no)  Some people man. Well anyways he started spouting about how he was gonna make my name mud and he was going to the great Paul at Allied in Jackson. Whoopty, he'll charge you triple what I got out of you and you'll get back nothing more than what you got. Oh well. Sorry bastard, I'm not worried about him or my name being mud. Low life check drawing scum fucks mean nothing to me and never will. I know plenty of people that live off the system and need it. Ain't nothing wrong with this dick and he's throwing it in my face. Shit heads like that are dirty shoe grime and his little bull shit ain't gonna hurt me, my reputation, or my business.

 

Note to all: If you're a dumb ass redneck, don't call me, come see me, or mention my name. I have no use for you or your kind and the world would be plenty better off without you and your kids that are going to grow up and be system mooching douche bags just like you.

 

Out.

Just thought I'd share that with everyone. Go BUY IT!!!  In two weeks when it's released. ;)

It's no secret I recently tried out for Survivor at an open casting call in Hazard. There were no expectations but it was fun none-the-less. However, to my suprise, I made the cut a few weeks later! I got a phone call from SEG casting company informing me that I had made it to the semi-final round of selection. I was in the top 800 contestants out of over 95,000!!! That was totally cool.

For all of you who were wondering why the hell I went to Louisville a couple weeks ago, and for those that got the niblit of information that I went to the TV studio there... that's why. I went for my interview with a couple of producers. Needless to say they loved my fat, tattooed, redneck ass and wanted me to go further to the final cut and be on the show.

However, I'm not that cute and when my interview tape was present to Mark Brunett, he felt my weight would be an issue and didn't want me out in the wilderness for 39 days and fall over and die or something. Whatta ya gonna do?

The reason I had to be so secretive about it was I had to sign a contract with CBS. The contract had in very VERY bold print that if confidentiality was broken and my name made it to any kind of press or media that a $5,000,000 lawsuit was gonna spank my ass and make me like it.

So there ya go, folks! That's why I had my passport made. (Nosy people in Booneville) And that's why I went to Louisville.

Survivor 13 will be the last installment for the series so no hope in making it that far again. However they told me that if there was to be another to try out again and I would def. make it as far as I did this last time.  Who knows, eh?

Now I guess I should try out for Biggest Loser!! HAHAHA!

 

Your Taste in Music:

Classic Rock: Highest Influence

Heavy Metal: Highest Influence

90's Alternative: High Influence

Progressive Rock: High Influence

Punk: High Influence

Ska: High Influence

80's Pop: Medium Influence

80's Rock: Medium Influence

90's Rock: Medium Influence

Alternative Rock: Medium Influence

Hair Bands: Medium Influence

80's Alternative: Low Influence

80's R&B: Low Influence

90's Hip Hop: Low Influence

Adult Alternative: Low Influence

Gangsta Rap: Low Influence

Old School Hip Hop: Low Influence

R&B: Low Influence