The musings of a madman...

       Anyone else’s Instagram reels feed just up and decided that your eternal damnation was your own damned problem? Conversations between myself, Mr. Ssippi and Alabama Jay over the last two weeks have informed that I am not alone in this.      At the beginning of July my Insta reels feed was simple and easily in line with things that interest me; dogs, lawn striping videos, car content, and the occasional impossibly huge titties . Without linking to anything specific – unless you’ve recently received a text from me about this – let’s just say that one day I clicked on a video and noticed that it had a TON of comments on it. The immaturity in me found the conversation fucking HILARIOUS, but the intelligent in me knew that they were some fucked up comments. Later on that same day, I’m scrolling and thinking to myself “sure is a lot of Down’s Syndrome in these reels” and quickly followed that with “why are there so many damn comments on all of t...

This morning, I was in an IM conversation with my good pal La'Donicca (kekekeke) about the goings on of this coming weekend to commence in about 6 hours as of when I type this sentence. When I typed this part of it is important when one considers what will commence. I explained that The Katie and I had plans to go to the Circus on Sunday... me : so I will change the subject Katie and I are going to the circus Sunday La'Donicca : Okay That sounds like fun. Well. Actually The idea of it sounds fun but I remember going as a kid and all I could remember was the smell Lol me : damn, man La'Donicca : But it does sound very sweet. Is that valentine's day? me : happens to be La'Donicca : I meant was that planned for you all's valentine's day me : actually, no it was planned because the circus comes to greensboro in february La'Donicca : Ok me : just happens to have been valentines for 2 years consecutive La'Donicca : Right me : no flo...