Whatever

Don't die wondering.

 

I remember going to Barnes and Noble like clockwork to dump a bunch of money on magazines back in the day. This was pre-internet. IMO this was a better era, ok gen X-er

 

I used to just sit there and read the ones I liked. They even had a bunch of benches in front of the magazine area

 

I'm sure the wife Bonnie said they had to go and Bob loaded them into his CJ8 Scrambler and drove them out into the desert. He couldn't bring himself to throw them in his own trash because this was the era of the man would have to lift the trash can into the truck. Maybe it was sentimental and he hoped someone else would rescue them.

Maybe Bob died and Bonnie was too afraid to throw these in the trash because said garbage man. She loaded up the Scrambler and drove them into the desert. It's a good thing that Bonnie knows how to lock in hubs and shift gears

 

Fixed

 

No Ridgeline back in the day. It would have been an XJ PU

 

It was strictly for comedy since our op here is named Bob, drove a Ridgeline and plays pretend hunter in his pajamas.

 

I’m sure that he was pretty bummed out when he showed up at his spank spot to find out that someone took his bank.

 

Ummm too late

 

I prefer a paper book. Every time.

 

Just woke up she took the lil guy to eat at her aunts house , she got all bent out of shape cause I said I’m staying here. I just woke up from nights and got to works days tomorrow

 

Get used to it! I’ve worked night shift and rotating shifts the whole almost 38 years I’ve been married. Even to this day my wife still don’t understand.

 

Well...

This is bullshit...

 

I'll bite. What?

 

Boo for days

 

No...they become a part of you.

 

Well maybe not....

 

Everyone else gets to go home. But I have to be here unloading trucks at a cellar like some dbag operator because they forgot to schedule one. And its taking forever between trucks...

I'm gonna be here till late doing someone else's job!