DJ TAj will start our proceedings today
Welcome to week 8 or is it 9? in the Covid cave, Christ does it even matter? Personnel hygiene has become optional and I've been wearing the same pair of underwear for eleven days ( I wonder what the record is?) the constant stench
Damn I think I'm going crazy, six weeks locked in the Covid cave, and why 19? How come it's not twelve or six? Covid-6 sounds like a scary old Bela Lugosi movie, way more terrifying than silly old 19.
Drinking starts daily around 1:00 in the afternoon, insanity and confusion follow
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I'm just a little kid, it was late at night. I was scared of life having awakened from the dream of the dead kid chasing me again. I needed a hug from Mom and a glass of water, nothing else would suffice.
I stumbled forth from my room and
As I have done this on multiple occasions now it has been brought to my attention that most tales I weave are from a dark scary corner in Hell where I dwell, so, what's wrong with that?
How about a completely new side from your old Taj Bone'r?
Let's try something happier.
He's not dead, he's drunk!
Two years in a row the sky crashed open, the world ended in violence and heartbreak. Some kind of voodoo magic fills the air, smoke pestilence, outrage, disgrace no other way to explain it. No one giggles anymore.
The game was over, victory was ours and then
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Hello kiddies! I'm back.
Here at the nervous hospital where I have been requested to stay they felt (the fools) safe enough to swing open the doors of the mentally wounded and desperately depraved ward and let me have a visit but this visit comes
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Turn off your mind, relax and just float along with me.
Maybe it was the 50 grams of high grade edible pot or maybe it was the terribly (we'll get to that ) overpriced beers but what started out was a simple idea, I'm
Hi, welcome back. Miss me? I am going to assume you said "Hell no." So I sit down to watch my favorite thing in life, no not porn, time and place kids. That's right the God Damn National Football League. I got my rally skins, I'm drunk, I've got my
How you may be asking does one become a
Saints fan in the first place?
(The sound of screeching brakes and then that annoying back up beeping) Lets go back in time shall we?
No one chooses to be a Saints fan, we are cast from birth, a kind of divine intervention, you think I wanted this?
Did you ever drink too much? I'll wait until you stop laughing, Then you woke up in the morning only to find out you made a promise? Not just a promise but a daunting task of a pact that your fool drunk ass made? Cue the stupid music, maybe for
Wait, you want me to do what? You bust up your leg and I get to cook you dinner and then write about it? Seems fair, I don't mind dropping some mad love bombs for my brother and I am fairly certain he would do the same for me, fairly