Southport Squealer, Part Deux: Glory days

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August 09, 2005

Glory days

I am such a lazy bastard. In my room here at home, my mom thought it would be funny to hang up this poster I made called "Me at 12 years old," which I suppose would mean when I was in 6th or 7th grade.

It has all the normal stuff, such as what I like to do: play soccer, read books, watch TV. Below that, there was "my ideal day." I wish I was making this up, but my ideal day included about four hours of TV watching, including "watching The Price is Right," "watching the evening news," "watching the cartoons," and finally, "watching the 11 o'clock news." Now, seriously, what the fuck was I thinking?

I suppose the one that irks me the most is watching The Price is Right, because nowadays I cannot stand that particular program. Though I do believe I know what the allure of The Price is Right is to a 12-year old boy. If you're watching the Price is Right, you're at home. You're skipping school! It's forbidden, because Bob Barker is only on when you are supposed to be somewhere else.

Sadly, I do not share this view now. I do not care what a pack of dishwasher tablets cost. I don't care to guess how much a Hyundai Accent costs. But, I can say, that if I was at home when the Price is Right is on, I'd rather be doing something much cooler, like sleeping, or eating.

Posted by oz115 at August 9, 2005 01:26 PM

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It's also demoralizing to realize, as an adult, that Bob's Buxom Beauties were ever interested in getting banged by a graying lecher like Bob, and they never had the hots for 12-year-old boys.

Posted by: Pete at August 10, 2005 08:10 AM

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