riding 6"s of pow, clutch/gear/gas/gone, freaking out that old guy who deliberately parked in the handicap spot(even though he has no hang tag) by riding on the back of a shopping cart near his new benz, hanging out with 100,000+ intoxicated people screaming O H I O, letting my dog do its business in the yard of that one person that NEVER picks up their own dogs crap, I'm pretty sure the death of social interaction will be due to texting and emailing. When I do call a company like...Dell in attempts by some miracle to talk to a human being, I get some person with an Indian accent so thick I might as well be trying to have a conversation with a vacuum cleaner. So we can communicate properly if you find any spelling errors in this sea of mass wording feel free to attack me with your overwhelming grammatical knowledge. Oh and after watching a man down a bowl of Wendy's Chili in a matter of seconds, farting in an elevator should be made illegal. In all seriousness and honesty though with all the places I have been in such a short amount of time, all the things I have gotten to experience and all the other things I'm gonna experience(cuz I ain't stopping) I thank God for ALL of it. I am truly blessed.
