Wow. My life is like that portion of the Twilight Zone that borders on the outskirts of hell. As soon as I think some things are looking up, some epic crap-storm of the century has to de-cloak off my port bow. I just got a call from my dad saying my grandmother was conned out of $2800, by someone claiming to be me saying they were trapped in the Dominican Republic. What the monkey dick is going on!? I would go into more details, but it's obviously a bit more personal than what I'd like to share over the internet, along with making less sense than a socialistic economy, or a sane person buying a nickleback album. Sheesh, I don't even get the courtesy of decent narration.
Update: There's just gotta be some kind of way I can blame Rafael Trujillo for all this and start a one-man invasion of that place.
Update: There's just gotta be some kind of way I can blame Rafael Trujillo for all this and start a one-man invasion of that place.
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