Las Vegas, I fucking hate las vegas. It is a swealtering shit hole full of stupid fuckers to be found around every corner. Every time I go there I cannot wait to get the hell out. I can always find the truck stop there to because there is always some blow hard idiot there who is telling everyone how they can kick thier ass over the cb. All I have to do is listen for the "Fuck you!; No! fuck you I'll kick your fucking ass you dumb fucker!; No fuck you too, I'll kick your fucking ass." and to think, these people are all grown adults here. 
It is pathetic. You know on that note, every time I have gone off and kicked some ones ass, I didnt sit around and tell them how I was going to do it, I got off my ass and showed them. 
Then going through mid town on the interstate every fucking brain child in the world that cannot drive, I almost got hit 3 times last night. One of the cars, a lil red mustang convertable, they guys in it were definatly high, the one kept bringing his hands up close to his face and doing funny things with them. It looked like somthing straight out of a scene from fear and loathing in las vegas. Only it was really real. When the car almost hit me, I grabbed the air horns and flipped on my aircraft landing lights that shined right in thier face, I am suprised that the guy didnt go out the side of the car the way he started convulsing and flopping around in the passenger seat. What a bunch of stupid fucks man.
So I made it out of Vegas, got to the state line and camped out for a while, and headed the rest of the way into Cali, now im gonna go unload.
Here is a map of everywhere I have been in the past 2 weeks. it is 6,825 miles. enjoy.
Oh another thing, My stupid fucking company couldnt find me a partial to go with the blazer, so now I get to bounce 1685 miles home with it so as that I can get the damn thing, this despite the fact that they had a months advance notice that I would be getting it. That really burns my ass man. I am glad I only have 2 weeks left here.
It is pathetic. You know on that note, every time I have gone off and kicked some ones ass, I didnt sit around and tell them how I was going to do it, I got off my ass and showed them.
Then going through mid town on the interstate every fucking brain child in the world that cannot drive, I almost got hit 3 times last night. One of the cars, a lil red mustang convertable, they guys in it were definatly high, the one kept bringing his hands up close to his face and doing funny things with them. It looked like somthing straight out of a scene from fear and loathing in las vegas. Only it was really real. When the car almost hit me, I grabbed the air horns and flipped on my aircraft landing lights that shined right in thier face, I am suprised that the guy didnt go out the side of the car the way he started convulsing and flopping around in the passenger seat. What a bunch of stupid fucks man.
So I made it out of Vegas, got to the state line and camped out for a while, and headed the rest of the way into Cali, now im gonna go unload.
Here is a map of everywhere I have been in the past 2 weeks. it is 6,825 miles. enjoy.
Oh another thing, My stupid fucking company couldnt find me a partial to go with the blazer, so now I get to bounce 1685 miles home with it so as that I can get the damn thing, this despite the fact that they had a months advance notice that I would be getting it. That really burns my ass man. I am glad I only have 2 weeks left here.
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kreatinkaos:
Mwuahahahahahahaha .... those fuckers remind me of shooting rats at the dump 
hearts:
Hey there. Good luck on the road. It is rough out there. One of my uncles has the same occupation and damn! has he got some stories. Too bad your route didn't take you into my neck of the woods...it is beautiful up here.