You can see my blog again….Lucky you!
No help from the WordPress Nazi’s that suck cash out of you like grimy leeches for CSS crap that never works right and takes a Masters degree in Computer Science to understand, unfortunately I only have an associates…
So, now that y’all are back where you belong, worshipping at my feet and doing whatever it is that peasents do, you can go back and make sure that you haven’t missed anything important over my last few posts.
You know you want to you buncha needy perverts….
But, I understand your plights….
I would worship me against my own will, too.
Now, a quick poem:
Ode to Diabetes and my Pancreas in a Dr. Suess tilt :
I cannot eat sugar
I cannot eat rice
I cannot drink soda
Or chew something nice
I cannot eat tater chips
nor apple pie
If I eat some ice cream
I will freaking die
I don’t want insulin
shot in my gut
I do not want a pump
hung by my butt
I don’t want an I.D bracelet
that says I’m weak willed
But I do want a twinkie
that is overly cream filled
I want to eat all the glorious foods that I like
I want to be free of the Atkins expensive diet
Maybe insulin shock and coma
won’t be so bad
When I succumb to the carbs from the
pizza I just had.
I have no will power
Simply a fact
18 thoughts on “I’m Paid Up You Buncha Blood Suckers!”
i really like this post. The sentiment has been very aptly put.
Nice job 🙂 🙂
Reblogged this on Martha Keim-St. Louis' blog and commented:
He’s at it again. Funny guy. Enjoy.
you look good in a cuppa
All hail the returning. . . . . guy!!!
Thou art welcome
When my children were little, after Halloween i would go through their bag of treats and steal all their chocolate candy bars and when they asked me what happened to them I would say a ghost must have done it.
Back to the sugar shack. Er, shock. Me, too, Trey. No sugar. Moderate the carbs. Exercise. Take your meds. Walk a lot. Life goes on, bud, life goes on.
I don’t wanna!
I am dying’ here. Dyin’! where in the world did you get that latte image?
Call me Mr. Trey
nuh-uh. not gonna
You can do it… Lol!
What kinda phone do you have?
an old clunker. A flip phone, circa 2004. I kid you not.
You have to have an android phone for this app. No online equivalent that I know of.