Rated MA 18+

Welcome to my no nonsense blog. It is uncensored, un-rated, pull out the big guns, and probably offensive to some, and will more than likely piss people off more than once. That is the warning, but that is not the purpose. I am not here to hurt or offend anyone, and for all stories, names WILL be changed for safety reasons, and if you still know its about you, then take it for what it is, and that is nothing more than a form of release for what is on my mind. Enjoy,

The Meat Hammer

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Get inside the Meat Hammer mind MA18 language

So, I sit here in an airport, tired as hell, hungry because I had no dinner before or after class last night, and had all kinds of things running through my mind over the last 6 or so hours. Since this blog is called the Meat Hammer Mind, I might as well let you in.

So after all of my bitching about the show, and now that it is over I have started watching LOST. I am at the end of season 3, and as Dane Cook so eloquently put it… what the fuck is going on? I have a million new questions! What the fuck? Also just saying women cannot be trusted, LOST has proven this fact again and again.  Also, Juliet is a cunt.

There is a nail saloon in the Atlanta airport right across from me, and even in an airport its all Asians, and they are just standing outside the door waiting for someone to come in. When I get off a plane the first thing I think of is how my nails look, and for Gods sake if I don’t get them done my life is over. But Meat Hammer, what about your bags? Bags? Fuck bags my nail is chipped! Wait its not all Asians there is a dude there, he must be gay.

You ever wonder what people are thinking about as they rush through an airport? I bet at least 20 people I see are “away on business” to screw someone other than their wife/husband.  Whores.

I was asked last night in class if I would be able to go 1 full week without making a sexist comment or joke, and I got to wondering if I could really bite my tongue?  I mean most the time I say them just for fun, except for the driver jokes, women should not get behind the wheel. Period. But I wonder if I really could, maybe I should try this, but I need a witness. Anarchy will do it for me. She can slap me if I slip up.

They are giving out flu shots at the airport… safe or no?

Ha, bastard in an LSU shirt just walked by, I hope he slips on the escalator.

So with as excited as I am about the football game this weekend I am equally if not maybe a smidge more about 2 things. Firstly my nephew, man I love that kid to death. I would cut off my left ball for that rascal. He absolutely is a joy for me, man I was in the worst spot a man could be in last time I saw him, and as soon as that kid jumped in my arms, succubus went away the whole weekend. There is something about him that just melts my heart. Best damn nephew a guy could have! Secondly is my old man. Awww shit now the Hammer is getting serious.

My family is crazy, just bat shit insane, but I think that’s what keeps us together. And even though at times I would toss them to a rabid raccoon, I kinda do love them and enjoy them. My old man is having a real rough time right now. And I pray with everything I got that this weekend he forgets about life and just enjoys himself. I don’t get much time alone with my pops when I go home, and I don’t think he really knows how important that time is to me. Even just a drive to the store. It’s great. I don’t think there is anything I can’t tell him. I even screen things through him before I tell anyone else in the family. And he knows he can do the same. And there is something about our relationship, if him and mom wanted to tell me something I don’t want to hear, if he tells me I am so much more rational about it, if mom told me the same thing I would probably get pissed. Meh, long story short here, I think I will enjoy my old man this weekend more than I will an Auburn victory. I hope I can do him some good this weekend.

Dumb lazy ass people in the carts, I hate those things. If you can’t get to your gate on your own, don’t fly. Unless you’re old, but then, don’t fly. Most old people smell.

Why the hell are there signs all over saying “free Wi-Fi” when you have to pay for the shit. Idiots. Seeing as this is the case, this blog will now not be posted as I sit in the airport but a little bit later.

Man in a white dress robe thingy. Probably religious but he looks like a tool.

Fat dude in a Tennessee shirt, man they suck this year.
                  
I have the most random mind, I can’t even keep a thought, and I am glad that I have invited you into the Meat Hammer’s mind today.  Also I have rediscovered Staind this morning while writing this nonsense. Their older stuff kicked ass.

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