"A sexually depraved miscreant who is seeking only to gratify his basest and most immediate urges."

My fellow Americans, there are terrible ways to do a good thing. Vote Horseface and Pretty Boy in November. I am being serious here. It'd be better than a vote for Retard and the Spawn of Satan.

Update on me: I am now the owner of the most redneck small pickup in Minnesota. A 1987 S-10 with a wooden extension on the box, I am thinking that I should create some rust for it and paint it orange.
Also, I am actually enjoying wrestling a bit more now. As soon as you start cutting weight it becomes a fun time. I should get a fake though so I can go out to the bars with the other fellas and get in more fights. Someone should hook that up for me cause I am a little busy.
Classes still blow, and I still can't do any work. It has been decided that the world will finally see the truth and discover that organized education is worthless. A person must experience the world to learn anything about it. So I think the rest of my teaching education should be spent hanging out with Doug Yost during the day and smoking stogies while playing golf with Mike Mazzitelli. I would be the best damn teacher alive not to mention the third coolest person ever just for being associated with these pimp motherfuckers.

Update on the rest of you: You rock like a armadillo on crack. Party like a rockstar.

Update on the all-knowing Jeff: That brotha gone be pimp-slapping his way to the top of the Physical Education ladder in too quick a time to stop. Kid be corrupting the little ones with his drunken jibberjabber before we can put a wheel clamp on his white ass. But it's cool babies.

Anything else: Nope

Kerry/Edwards 2004, this shit ain't a game.