Horse racing is a fucking joke. It's dead...I could care less. I didnt even Bet the Belmont this past saturday...the sport has an effective season of 6 minutes in this country, the Kentucky Derby, Preakness and Belmont. Four minutes if 2 different horses win the Derby and Preakness. I take on average eight or nine minutes to jerk off...seven minutes if it's Gigi, Holly or Gia's ass starring in my head. Horse racing is a fucked up cruel way to treat a beautiful, powerful animal. How the fuck did Eight Belles break both ankles AFTER the K. derby ended 6 weeks ago? Actually I dont care about that either, any more than if a whore breaks 2 nails yanking my crank.
Seriously, this Big Brown fiasco was bullshit. Last Place??? Fucking Last?? The hoof being messed up?? ... get the horse tommy john surgery u fucking idiots. The Jockey eased up? Way to go asshole, you are the winner of the John Mcnamara-Roger Clemens "I pulled my star out too early award" for 2008. I dont care....Bartolo Colon is pitching well for the Red Sox and he is about the same size as Big Brown. I care about the Sox and Bartolo's Colon.
Gas in Connecticut is the second most expensive in the country behind California...I now have whores asking for gas money up front to visit Chateau Burg-lair. And not just first time whores from out of state. Girls i have known 5+ years who live a half hour away in West hartford's upscale, fashionable come-as-you-are section for debauched lazy people under 40, girls who bake me cookies and send me cards on my birthday and groundhog day (panties too on G. Hog day.) Now they sheepishly ask me for an extra 100 up front for gas. Gahh whores are dumb, even the smart ones....
I'm finally taking my trip to Ireland and I am not coming back. Sell the Houses ... sell the cars/handivans...sell the kids....I AM NOT COMING BACK.
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