MENTAL ILLNESS STRIKES A WOMAN EVERY FOUR MINUTES - OUR GOAL IS TO FIND THAT WOMAN AND PARTY!
WAIT! What day is it? How long have we been sleeping? WHEW! It's really Thursday? tHE last thing we remember was Tuesday night and we were celebrating something at the local strip club. We remember ordering another round of beers and we remember "Sassy" starting her famous (locally at least) "snake and ping-pong ball dance." (By the way, the whole "animal cruelty" charge against her was bogus - that Dalmatian loved EVERY minute of it!) Anyway, NOW IT'S THURSDAY, we're laying on the floor of the mobile home and the TV is blasting on the Home Shopping Network.
Folks, it's starting to dawn on us that we may have a sickness. No, not a cough and sneeze sickness - and no, not an open sore I need an antibiotic sickness kind of sickness either. We mean some sort of syndrome! Seriously! After all, in grade school Kevin was diagnosed with ADD and in junior high Stacy had that F'ing, God D__, Sh__ Tourettes Syndrome. Even though we both were cured (with electroshock therapy), maybe there are some residual issues that still plague us and make us act this way.
COME ON! Nobody lives like us! We never work, we drink all the time, we party with strippers, we steal (borrow) old people's Social Security checks and we even get freebies from the hookers (sexual therapists) that live in the trailer in space #14 when we run interference for them with their pimps. Okay, Okay, when we list it all that way maybe it's not such a bad life. Actually, we're betting most of you would love the stripper and hooker part - we do! Look, it is Thursday - which is Friday Eve - so as soon as we shower and get the sticky stuff out of our hair we're headed out to celebrate life...
Stacy's Tourettes Sydrome still flares up occasionally. Fortunately she caught this and never wants a cure!
At the clinic they don't want paraplegics having any fun! The nurses restrained Kevin - but he liked it!
Folks, it's starting to dawn on us that we may have a sickness. No, not a cough and sneeze sickness - and no, not an open sore I need an antibiotic sickness kind of sickness either. We mean some sort of syndrome! Seriously! After all, in grade school Kevin was diagnosed with ADD and in junior high Stacy had that F'ing, God D__, Sh__ Tourettes Syndrome. Even though we both were cured (with electroshock therapy), maybe there are some residual issues that still plague us and make us act this way.
COME ON! Nobody lives like us! We never work, we drink all the time, we party with strippers, we steal (borrow) old people's Social Security checks and we even get freebies from the hookers (sexual therapists) that live in the trailer in space #14 when we run interference for them with their pimps. Okay, Okay, when we list it all that way maybe it's not such a bad life. Actually, we're betting most of you would love the stripper and hooker part - we do! Look, it is Thursday - which is Friday Eve - so as soon as we shower and get the sticky stuff out of our hair we're headed out to celebrate life...
Stacy's Tourettes Sydrome still flares up occasionally. Fortunately she caught this and never wants a cure!
At the clinic they don't want paraplegics having any fun! The nurses restrained Kevin - but he liked it!
We thought you both told us you had ass burger syndrome. We are glad you're over your recent sickness, you two would really be sick if you were experienceing our weather - it was 10 below zero last nite, 3 feet of snow on the ground! Have a great weekend and remember, we cannot help but love you two.
guy and cary.
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