From
the latest entry to my blog:
My very good friend John Hughes, who is also my partner and webmaster of the website AmateurMarket.net , is a fucking eBay FREAK. The two of us are sitting in my house right at this very moment, ladies and gentlemen, drinking, getting drunk, and surfing the fuckin' internet. Are we a coupla geeks or what?
What do YOU do for fun, Donny?
I get drunk with John Hughes and surf the internet!
So tonight's get together started with John and I drinking some cold Corona's while our women prepared dinner in the kitchen. After dinner, with our bellies full of steak, shrimp, and my all time favorite HOT DOGS we began feeling a little sleepy. We're not drunk enough to start grabbing the asses of each other's women yet. But we want to get there. So I suggest we start pouring ourselves some Vodka/Rock Stars which are kinda like Vodka/Redbull but the Rockstar was on sale.
John and I then proceeded to my home office.
John: "You should read some of the feedback I've left for people on eBay, mister!"
Donny: "Okay, how do I log into your account, or do you just want me to come over there and look at your screen?", I ask as I go ahead and move over by John and start reading.
(let's pause for a moment to mention that John is starting to get drunk enough to begin an attempt at pinching my fiance's titties... she just walked in the room and John made his move.... but I don't know if he was successful or not 'cause I'm 10 feet away at the moment and things are blurry at this distance)
Donny: "Holy shit, mister, you buy ENTIRELY TOO MUCH SHIT on eBay!!!", I say, as I notice more than 6 pages of feedback he's left for people he's purchased from.
Then I begin to laugh my fuckin' ass off. John must be drunk all the time, 'cause he's writin' shit like this:
I'm a repeat buyer.... I'm a repeat buyer... I'm a repeat buyer... I'm a repeat!
This cam will NOT be used in the boys room at Michael Jackson's neverland ranch!
Has anybody seen my dog? Here boy!
This Chuckie doll works a knife well.... but he runs too slow to catch anybody!
This American flag face plate is cool, now my radio looks better then my wife!
(to which the seller replied, "I am not touching that one")
Knock knock. Who's there? Feedback. Feedback who? Feedback Who.
Crazy? I was crazy once, they put me in a rubber room, the worms tickled my feet
I'm using this microphone to communicate with my wife's mother on Jupiter!
Now, tomorrow when I'm sober I may not find this post to be as funny as I find it after many shots of vodka washed down with Rockstar, but tonight I'm bustin' nuts!!