Brace Yourself

I have learned a lot about Mr. Bumble over the past few days. A bit of male bonding if you will.

I have never met anyone that has been in so many "interesting" situations before.

There was the time he got fired from Wal-Mart for having sex with his boss.

There was the time he crashed into a pole, after hitting a patch of ice, while passing a cop and speeding through a school zone.

There was the time he got fired from another job, because of the aforementioned accident. He never showed up to work. Oh yeah, and he was fucking his boss' husband; his boss over at Wal-Mart.

There was the time he moved out of his apartment in the middle of the day, without any notice, because he really hated his roommate.

There was the time he lost his virginity. In the back of a Jeep. His partner's Price Albert piercing got caught in his braces.

There was the time he got fired from yet another job. He was a host at a local restaurant, and was asked to wait tables for a not. Unable to deal with the "stress," he went to the bar, got drunk, and threw up in a booth.

That's all I've got for now. I figured I better get it out there on the Blogosphere.

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