Yesterday I was at the salvation army and there it was, a big cows skull with horns likem3ft something across.  So I got it for 10 dollars, Im now keeping it in the front seat, I named it Matt after my dickhead boss who fired me and I want to do several horrible things to.  So I went around saw everyone like a normal day, got me a new plate for the front of the 95 Impala which every sales man at the dealership had to look and and leer over they told me to keep it.  Im now taking Matt everywhere with me in my friends houses, everywhere I can.  I intoduce his as this is Matt, he's my friend.

[whacko]

dingle dangle...maybe I could find a freind like that to keep me from having anxiety attacks...??