Holy flip! I musta hait the wrong keyboard on that first post! I never flippin' got to state my goals, eh?

It came out blank...like...like I aint' got no goals at all, and I do, eh?

So. These are, like, my goals and these are real flippin' goals that you can hang yer flippin' hat on, eh?

1. To drink a shitload more beer before I die!

2. To smoke all the dope I can get ahold of.

3. To never work again.

4. To show every girl in the general area a real good time, if ya know waht I mean...

5. To retire by 35. Freedom 35, eh?

6. To deal enough dope to be able to retire by 35.

7. To not get arrested again this year.

8. Or ever!

9. I was gonna say to marry Officer Dana, but I have sorta decided it aint' gonna work out. Too flippin' bad. She has lost out on the best flippin' man around here, that's how I figger it. Too flippin' bad.

10. This means maybe...back to marryin' Shania Twain. I figger after I get rich she will definitely want me. Most likely. We'll see, eh?

11. To be famous and have thousands of fans who chant "We're not worthy!" when they see me on the street or at a big concert somewhere where I will traded guitar solos with the greatest flippin' heavey metal rock stars in the world!

12. To show my big brother Don(g) once and fer all that he ain't half as cool as his little brother Shane, becoz he is gettin' fat and bald and as far as I can see the flippin' retread is over the hill. Yeah. He's history, man. The future belongs to ME!

Rock on!

- BDiBR