Jumpin' jellybeans!
Lately, I've been having the sudden urge to fix things. Maybe it's a inferiority complex and shit, but because of this urge, I've been breaking a bunch of shit just so I can make an attempt to fix it. The list of items I have broken for fixing includes a stapler, a computer mouse, a cardboard box, a mechanical pencil, a rotary telephone, and a 4th place bowling trophy, all of which I found in various dumpsters in dark alleys while searching for prostitutes. I didn't manage to get laid, nor was I able to find duct tape, so all of those items needing fixing will have to wait until a later date.
In a drunken attempt to impersonate this video, I spent hours throwing quarters at a jukebox, failing with every attempt. Needless to say, Michael Jackson is probably the bomb at the Quarters game, being that he got it into a jukebox slot in one shot. 10 whiskey shots and 3 beers later, I was drooling at the bar, complaining in slurred speech about how I did not want to pick up the 15 dollars worth of quarters scattered around the stupid jukebox that wouldn't let me complete my dream of being a smooth criminal. I guess I'll just have to stick with video games for the mean time. Tough boogies for me.
If it ain't broke, fix it anyway.
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