Whatever

Getting it ready.

 

Bird's back on the menu, ladies and gentlemen.

 

Dude...

 

Avian bird poo

 

That’s right!

 

Not a Microwave. You'd know that if you had a grill.

 

Josh is a typical TW idiot these days. The type of moron that buys a Pro because he told his wife Rachel that the Pro was a one and done deal. Josh has bullshitted himself into thinking he wasn't going to mod it. The Pro is nearly his annual Salary as a gym manager at LA Fitness. So about a month in he's already punted the stock wheels, tires and suspension down the road in favor of insta-shit financed via Affirm at 25.99% at 4Wheel parts. He told his wife Rachel the astute Kohl's cash / Costco shopper that he traded all the parts with his bro friends and some personal training sessions. Josh will keep the shit under wraps for a few months until the Rachel wants to get a HELOC to build a sunroom for doing Yoga. The shit will hit the fan when she finds out there's $10k worth of shit on an Affirm account. Josh well, he used the money he sold from the stock parts to buy a new Honda Grom which he promptly hurt himself on. It was supposed to save him money on gas because this is what broke people do, they buy other vehicles to save on gas. Insurance, license and maint fuck that. Now Josh is all busted up and can't do any personal training on the side. The wife Rachel has cut out his buying of supplements and chicken breasts. Josh's gains are starting to be lost. In the meanwhile Rachel goes ahead with the sunroom build out they had to sleep in seperate rooms for awhile, but the shit in reality blew over like a summer storm. Josh spends the next 3 years paying off that sweet bit of kit he got at 4Wheel parts, he can't even look at LED bulbs now. It will be a rinse and repeat because next year the Pro comes with rear disc brakes and a front locker. It's like a black jack table and he'll be ready to double down with his tarted up trade that still has 4 years left on the note and is so modified the dealer is just going to send it to wholesale.

 

Night

 

Went to go lift. The gym was pretty dead except of Rachel's doing their made up exercises because the watched some crossfit shit on Fakebook, some Chad lifting heavy and the one to two fuckboys on their phones not doing shit

 

I never understood the LED interior lighting shit. Why does my interior need as much light as an operating room?

 

Good night

 

I guess when Justin is buying weed in Tacoma in his Tacoma he needs to make sure it's the real deal.

 

Easier to see poop on the seat?

 

Want to double your money? Fold it in half and put it back in your pocket.

There will always be sales

 

Night Tater