Let Loose The Static Abuse

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Smaller doses of the BOB.

That's right. That's what I'm handing out. No longer does the world get these killer portions, but more rationed...yes, less. Why? Because the hobo is some big shit that now has to meter out his greatness to those that read this blog? On the contrary. The hobo is a homeless man with nothing to do but die slowly. He gets to have your attention for five, ten minutes to do nothing but bitch like a fairy. So why capitalize?



The hobo is on a mission to stop wasting people's valuable time. I'm not the 'big shit' here, basically you are, because there are a lot more of youse than there is of meez. This being the case, I'm going to portion out just a little of my insanity. Things that make me go crazy in my little crazy world. What could I compare my life to if I measured it against yours? How about this.



The next time you fuck that model, the hot woman, that beefcake boy, and you stop and think of Hobobob and say, "Hey! Let me just take five minutes and check something out on my computer first!" And you dash naked into your den, livingroom, spare bedroom, master's quarters or wherever the fuck you live, and turn on your computer. Then you surf to this decrepit site and find today's post. Then behind you, in the other room, you hear that sexy motherfucker call out to you, and my post comes up...and you see you'll have to give me ten minutes to read it.



Well, I realize that I can't let you down at times like this, so I'm using a word processor now to get to the point and get the fuck off the posts. Like today's topic. Yellow highlighters and Tupperware that stains. Why? Because I could talk about ass-fingers or women given head, my two favorite subjects, but I think yellow markers and plastic containers are more relevant. Besides, the previous two, I either want it or see it, not so much to discuss it . You know my stand on ass-fingers...if that's your bag, have as many of them as you want up there. If you like blowjobs, then more of the same.



Heh, heh, heh, I just love that word though... blowjob. I was told last night that it's the fixation with blow- jobs that have people come to my site. I don't think so. I think we all think about blowjobs in one way or another, because it is a part of sex. A powerful part. You just know that when one is giving or getting, there's something going on in the head. That's just it. Our brains are working. So when you say the word, you engage the circuits in the brain to whirl around a very powerful sexual act. Think about it.



NOW, back to yellow markers. What pisses me off is that they do their job, but you have to be careful. Yesterday, I printed out some shit from my ink jet printer and there was a passage that I wanted to highlight, but I made the mistake of highlighting it too soon. Did you know you can do that? I highlighted a line and smudged the entire line up, dragging the letters along as if they were in a car race, whizzing by. On top of that, it got on the nib of the marker. This black smudge. So Now I wait, let the ink on the document dry and then highlight another line. This time, it works like a semi-black, semi-yellow marker, drawing a smear across the letters of the next line. What the Fuck?! What's up with that?!



So now, I'm thinking to myself, I'm never going to use this marker for ink jet documents ever again, because if you noticed, the nib on these things are always moist. So that means that that black spot on it therefore WILL NEVER DRY. It' will leave smudges as long as you use it. I hate smudges on paper. So I then decide to just use it on laser jet paperwork. And so I keep it to the side and this next time, I am dumb enough to go over my signature with a pen. It takes my penmanship and turns it into abstract art. My Name, Hobobob turns into 'Abracadabra'. What the fuck?? I look at the fucking nib of the marker and I swear that shit is laughing at me. I throw the entire thing out and then curse the day that I thought of using one of those things anyway. Next time I'm just going to underline passages with a pen.

Which made me think of plastic food containers that do the same thing with red sauce. Yeah, tomato sauce....



But then, the page break goes by. Holy shit! I can complain about a fucking yellow marker nib for this damn long that I didn't get a chance to go onto the real crux of the subject? The Tupperware? Fuck! Alright. Whatever. You've got to leave anyway...you have that big sex in the next room, so go on. Take care of that and have a good time. Just thank you for dropping by and I hope my brevity fits into your busy life.

I've got to dig a yellow marker out of the fucking garbage.

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