Adventures of a Recovering Fat Guy
I saw this in a thread on fark and thought it was funny, so I am reposting it here.
Hey Iraq!
Back at ya!
Hi. I'm Jim. I'm a writer. These are my opinions.
My lawyer said that a disclaimer would be good, but he didn't include any jokes to go with it. Damned if I can think of any either.
Some musicians make it big. Others never leave their bedrooms. Herein lies the story of the players in between, as well as tales about ballet dancers, ground squirrels, and a to go mug.
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I traveled to Tanzania with my friend Mike and climbed Kilimanjaro. This is the story that that trip inspired. Check it out! If you like it, please share it with friends!
I wrote and watercolor-illustrated a little book about my Mom passing away. Download it for free and consider a donation to her favorite charity, the Revlon Run Walk for women.
Umm…is it wrong to laugh at these dreams?
last night i had a real bizarre series of dreams. one of which involved me driving a van with two dead bodies from some sort of mob hit in the back. I was driving the van trying to lose the cops so I could ditch the bodies. I pretty sure I didn't kill them I just had to deal with them for some reason. I was way more detailed and bizarre than this description. strange.
What did you do? Didn't pay taxes? Didn't pay that gas bill? Run over some migrant worker?
With lawyers, there is always money involved, mostly leaving your wallet and somehow fattening theirs. 'Tis the way of the world.
the fonz!! haha.. ahh dude.. just reading this.. ahh.. i love the shit you come out with.. i know u hate hearing the praise, but hey, its fucken good reading!
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