Well Played Good Sirs and Madams. Welcome to The 2009 No Apologies Tour
When I was 7 I made my mom cry at dinner with laughter everynight and she would say "write that down". Well, I couldn't write when I was 7. She continued to say that line for years, and this is finally my attempt to write my thoughts down. I'm an only child, and that explains everything. Wish granted Mom, Aren't you proud?
In 2009 there will be no apologizing, and I'm not sorry about that. I invite you to join me in this quest for unbridled unapologetic action. It will be quite a ride, 365 days and not one single apology
ANY NEW SINS POSTED ARE BEING NEATLY WRITTEN, FOLDED AND PLACED IN MY BACK POCKETS FOR THE TIME BEING….THERE MAY BE A BOOK/MOVIE WRITING OPPORTUNITY ON THE HORIZON, SO IM BEING SELFISH AND KEEPING IDEAS TO MYSELF…YOU WILL ALL BE INVITED TO PARTY AT MY MANSION AND YACHT AFTER THE FIRST $20 GEORGE WASHINGTONS ARRIVE
Dreams Do Come True. (Banned for life from Disney Parks)
This is me, screaming from the rooftops, clapping above my head “BRAVO”
Meet Mark. When my car goes into the shop for service, Mark is kind enough to give me a ride wherever I need to go. Mark, who I would assume is between 48 and 56, is always a little annoyed. Not in an angry type of way, but more in a “im in a …hurry” type of way…I am not sure why, maybe it is that he needs to get home to his mother, who he lives with. Don’t let that fool you, Mark loves to party, and he loves talking about it at 8AM on a Tuesday “Oh man, me and my buddies, trashed last night. whew”. Mark has a 1984 Mercedes Diesel that sounds like an SS Nazi Tank. While the external noises of the car may be scary to small children, the sounds of Smooth Jazz 103.1FM soak into the leathery seats and make all just a bit more relaxed. I can’t wait for Mark to pick me up this afternoon, hope he isnt trashed.
PS. Who Wears Short Shorts? Do I even Have to Ask?
HaY ThErE. Name’s Jed. This here’s my facebook profile pic. For the ladies really. I grow my own foods and hunts my owns dinner. I reckon that the most enjoyable part of wearing a shirt is taking it off, and wearing it round my shoulders. Wearing a shirt is kinda like wearin a condom. Best part is at the end, when your done with it and take it off. That there behind me is my truck. Muddin and Rubbin. Thats what I love. Next to me is my pal jethro. Dumbass has swimtrunks on with dem darn boots. Wonders why the ladies hate him. I have 4 gym memberships, just so I can rotate and hide my insecurities that I further hide through liftin weights and tossin bails of hay. Ima grab me a sweet tea.
SINS Membership—-There is a possibility that I am going to install some type of a brickshit house wall barrier for access to this site. The main reason is, to avoid uglies. I dont really like ugly people, they make me uncomfortable and I don’t consider them trustworthy—like most Asians. Not american-asians. Asian-Asians. Sneaky People. Anyway, my thought is that to gain membership, you have to send a headshot. If you have an ugly face, you can send a boob shot. If you have weird Boobs, start your own website.
PS. If you want a SINS t shirt. Email us at nopenotapologizing@gmail.com and we might reply, based on headshot….we can’t just have anyone sporting the tee…BRANDING HELLO.
Ed Hardy is now nice enough to make air fresheners so now you, your car and your house can not only look like a Douche Nozzled Bag of Douche, but you can also smell like Douche (pronounced, Doo-Shay)
Club-Owner Douche Bag—Fred Khalihan, owner of what used to be Club Paris…as in Paris Hilton….Fred, are those Transititions shades? Glasses indoors, shades outdoors? Hello Convenience! A man of your stature can’t waste time changing glasses. I like your bedazzled belt buckle, glad to see you are still shopping at Claire’s. PS. Your car door is open…you can’t reach it? Thats okay, Your bodyguard(s) can get it for you.
