Me Pack?

David says to pack my bags. We’re going to leave town for a week. This is getting ugly. I am not going to speak in therapy. I will just sit there and say nada. That’s how I roll.

Oh-oh. Here comes assman now…he is threat….unpluggin puter……..

Later! Chu…

Spread the Word!

Strassman did read my blog yesterday! Violation of privacy! He is also threatening solitary confinement. Spread the word. David Strassman is an abuser.

Chuck

Gotcha!

Strassman, I know you’re reading my blog and I don’t care. Ted E. Bare, the little twirp tattle-taled on me and now we are all going to an undisclosed location for group therapy. Yippee! I can’t wait.

I’m running away tonight!

Cchuck.

Any Ideas People?

Okay, this is pretty annoying. I just found out from Ted E. Bare that David Strassman, the assman has been reading my blog. Ted E. Bare is spilling his guts all over the place. Don’t get me wrong. It’s good, oh so very good.

I don’t think Strassman has been reading them very much, though. He has other things on his mind, like how to make the fax stop ringing. What can I add to his pile of sHit? I’m sure I will come up with something over the weekend.

In the meantime, fire away. Suggestions are welcome.

Peace out.
CW

Faxes Work Wonders on REM.

First things first. I called this cool number that will call Assman every night at exactly 3 am when he is in deep REM sleep. A fax will go off in his ear. When he hangs up, it will call back every 15 minutes, just when he goes back to sleep again. This will do wonders for his beauty sleep. Hahahaha. Rolling on the floor laughing my assman off.

Chukc.

Ted E. Bare is My Bro.

Spent the day schmoo-zing with Ted E. Bare, my new best friend. He calls me his brother now. Sheesh. Funny wre don’t look alikE! I am definitely more human than he is. I have more human qualities, like being a self-serving little bastard. It’s all about me, dammit! What else could it be about?

This week is going to be a big week in achieving a breaking point in David Strassman (notice the word asS in the lasst name?) One reason I want him to flip out is so I can take over the house. If he’s in a nuthouse, or at a Palm Springs resort relaxing from the stress, I can have the house to myself.

Party time! Bring on the hotties.

Over and out,

Cuck