Well, went to the fair last night. It was alright. Same drill as last year, got your hand stamped and you could ride all the rides you wanted. The bums kid had a good time. Payed 10 bucks a pop to get in. So letting the little fucker ride all the rides I guess was worth it. I rode the Farris Wheel with him. Man oh man, every creak and pop that fucker was making made my heart stop. I don't trust those dam carnival rides. Hard telling how drunk, high, hung over the fuckers were that set it up.
Got my yearly fair corn dog. Fuck man, I went to buy it, I got a foot long corn dog and a large coke, the dude tells me 10 bucks! Fuck! Man, I almost fell over. Jesus, what a rip, but oh well. That's done for the year. The lady wanted to try deep fried Oreo's and a deep fried Twinkie. Got some of those. She said they were great, I didn't eat any. I don't want none of that crap. I don't like sweets.
Well, I'm hung over today. Got drunk off my ass last night while the lady was sleeping. She thought I would wake her up with music, to tell you the truth, I thought I would as well, but I didn't. LOL. Watched a couple movies and used the headphones. It worked out alright. I was going to turn on the big stereo, and just blast the fucker for spite. But I didn't. I felt like being an asshole. Glad I didn't. Now that I'm sober, I'm thinking my lady don't need that shit.
Well, the bums kid has been staying with us since he got out of school. Get this shit, I asked the lady last night if the bum or his mother has called to check up, talk with the little fucker. Nada, not a peep. WTF? Man. I feel sorry for this kid. His parents don't give a fuck about him. He must know it, he wants to stay here all the time. Can't blame the kid really. If his folks don't want him around, he don't wanna be there. That's fucking sad. All he is to them is more money on their fucking food stamp card. It's pathetic. I'm not surprised really. The fucking bum ain't good for nothing. Period.
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