Another Man Trying To Bring Me Down

I'm in the process of trying to finalize a 2 year battle over some bigtime B.S, involving "The Man." "The Man" can be anyone really, as long as they have some sort of power over you. In my case, "The Man" is trying to sell me down the river. Today, I sent off a final letter to try and correct such a matter, and to get justice in this mixed-up, crazy world. *fingers crossed*

A special thanks to Annie, Cameltoes, and Big R for your help in said matter involving "The Man." You made my letter not sound like it was written by a chimpanzee loaded on a phat 8-ball while doing a keg stand at the local frat house. Ah, memories. But I digress. Thanks a ton.

I'm really sick and tired of "The Man" trying to bring me down. It gets old, doesn't it?

One time for Halloween, my college roommate dressed up as "The Man." What did he wear/do to be "The Man" you ask?

He wore normal clothes. All he did was press down on people's shoulders. When they asked him what he was doing, and what he was dressed up as, he responded with this.

"I'm 'The Man' trying to bring you down."

I don't think that anyone thought it was funny other than me. It's not so funny when it happens for real though. Bastages!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

As an aside, Annie really liked my post about Daisy licking carpet. I'm impressed. That girl is really starting to turn around. Maybe someday she'll be able to call Cameltoes by his real name (which, of course is Cameltoes).

But she could also call him "Sir Toes," but that's a topic for another day.

Keep on keepin' on. And don't let "The Man" bring you down. Huh, someone should write a song about that.......Oh wait......I already did.

Peace out my brethren.