“Brevity is the soul of wit…”
--Polonius...Hamlet, Act II Scene II
“When writing humor or satire, toss in the word, “fuck.” It never fails to fucking crack me up.”
--Matt-Man...Every fucking day
Tomorrow will be the last day of year four of Bagwine Ruminations. As I am working all day Saturday, I thought today would be a good day to reflect.
It has been fun and more than a bit challenging at times to put something at least somewhat humorous or thought provoking out every day. However, and fortunately…
The Creator has endowed me with a ginormous sense of humor, which is only fair, because the omnipotent fucker sure as hell shafted me on penis length.
Over the past four years and 1,500+ posts, much like my gonorrhea, I have tried to spread my humor to as many people as possible.
What have we learned over these past four years from this site? Sarah Palin is an idiot. The far left and the far right are comprised of morons, and more importantly and fortunately for me, stupid never takes a holiday.
And my friends, what have we learned about my favorite subject...me?
Many things. I dig chicks with big tits. I absolutely love Wild Irish Rose, and we have learned that my most frequent sex partner is my hand.
In fact, I jacked off three times before going to work yesterday.
Once to a picture of Tyra Banks naked. Once to a memory of a chick I banged in college, and during the last and best autoerotic massage, I was staring at this image:
Sweet Baby Jeebus, that is one fucking sexy looking burger. Hardee’s? You RAWK!!
Anyhoo…I think we have learned that I write halfway goodly. I have some comedic moments, and I have no problem saying what is on my mind.
Not everyone appreciates my honesty, but you know what? Fuck em’. I am honest about my fallacies, failures, and fuck-ups so deal with it, all of you chuckleheads of whom I make fun.
We have also learned that I’ll write about anything and in any genre. Hell, just yesterday, longtime Bagwine buddy Dana said that this picture made her think of me:
I’m not sure that that accurately describes me. After all, I rarely write tragedies. But, this leads me to something else.
It’s been a pleasure interacting with all of you guyz and galz. Many of you are like Dana.
She has a knack for knowing when I am in a good mood and then in some form or fashion, calls me an asshole to bring me down.
I like that. Oh sure, Schmoop calls me an asshole, but she typically calls me an asshole everyday, so when you guys do it, it means so much more. I thank you for that.
‘Cause, while I am a pretty nice guy, I can be crass and can be an asshole. I guess you could call me a crasshole.
But, to all of you…I thank you for spending part of your past four years with me. I hope that year five of Bagwine Ruminations remains as drunk as it has in the past.
And with a little luck, year five will hold a couple of surprises.
Have a lovely Friday, and as always…