FUCK YOU 2008

Typically, I d not believe in laying blame of life's calamities or misfortunes to intangible or abstract things such as fate, luck or time. But as I sit here on New Year's Eve and I look back on the year ending, I am going to make an exception.

FUCK YOU 2008.

2008 is officially, certifiably the worse fucking year. And 2008 came on the heels of 2007, which was the previous record holder of being the worse fucking year.

2008 kicked off with my job being eliminated and me being transferred to Greeley, the fucking stinkin' armpit of Colorado and the western hemisphere. And that was six days in.

After that, it was the death of my kid brother in February. And though that was the fucking cherry on the shit sunday of my year, 2008 didn't seem to want to release its chokehold on my nutsack.

After that, my year continued to fuck me with the other side of the broom with me losing my car then losing my shit job in Greeley. And just when I thought 2008 would try to redeem itself by allowing me to get a decent job in Albuquerque, it came in and snagged that job away from me. The year of the elephant's ass was also the first year I was single the whole year since "Seinfield" was on the air. Golf clap 2008, fucking golf clap.

So even if I get dysentery and lose my foot in a horrible fight with a homeless man over an half eaten cum sandwich, 2009 will be a vast improvement.

So just that I am clear - FUCK YOU 2008 AND I HOPE YOUR MOM BURNS IN HELL!!

Stay safe.