Wednesday, March 18, 2009


Yup. Had to clean the damn toilets again. Entry into my book of books this morning:

Dear Diary: I do not pee on the floor. Yet, I have to clean up the pee on the floor. Could it be from the milkman or the mailman or maybe the UPS chick who stops by when Bob's out of town?

DNA talks. Bull shit walks. I'm taking the next dropping of pee to the lab. Bob will get to the bottom of who's peeing on the floor.

Anyway, here's what I cleaned toilets to this afternoon. 2pac and Dre da men, dog! Get down, clean those damn toilets.


Anonymous said...

I have four boys in the house who all blame each other. When you get your lab results let me know how it turns out. I would have some specimens myself to send to that lab for analysis....

Max Watson said...

Dad, I never knew... about your music that is.

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