Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Between Heaven and Hell, Lies Dirty Laundry

So I guess the reins of this here Bagwine blog are now truly mine.  So, tell Mahone to get HIS tired, stale shit off of MY sidebar....Jeez.

Hmm…

Well, how was that for a post? No? But I’m cute, doesn’t that count for anything?

God, all y’all suck. Okay, let’s try this…

Saturday is laundry day around these parts, and I always take the laundry up to my brother Dave’s house to do it.

This past Saturday, I was doing just that, and as typical, after the first top is popped, a philosophical discussion ensued.

Dave and I were talking about dying and well hopefully, going to heaven. D (as I call him) pipes up and asks…

“So what if you end up in heaven after you die and all the people you have ever hated in life were there? Do you have to live with that shit all over again?”

That is some heavy stuff right there, people. Or not…He continued…

“Do you just sit around up in heaven, or is there stuff to do? Are there neighborhoods up there?”

All very valid questions, so how do I respond? By giggling and grabbing another beer, however; D wanted answers and he persisted so I finally responded…

“D, who the fuck cares? God is not going to let us in anyway.”

D replied with an inquiry…

“Where do you think Dad is?”

I reply…“Ummm, you damn well know where Dad is dumbass, and yeah…HIM we’ll see.”

And there you have it, another Saturday morning existential journey for truth completed.

I know that I said last Friday that funny would return this week, but c’mon, I didn’t say on which day this week.

Anyway…It’s my blog now, so I can do anything I want with it, boo yah!! 

If I want to suck, I will suck. Wait…that didn’t come out right. Ha!! Neither did that!!

Oh well…

I guess, I use this blog to crack my own damn self up, and you all can worry ‘bout yourselves. But truly? I love all of you pretty people.

Make sure you wander over to the new I’m With Stupid blog that Jay and Matt-Man have launched. 

You can listen to their show, see hot pics of babes, and have some laughs because they are some witty motherfuckers.

The website address is:


www.iwsradio.blogspot.com 

See ya tomorrow my pretties…

Zoooooves!!

15 comments:

I'm With Stupid said...

I'm thinking that either people you couldn't stand in real life are there in heaven, but because they're in heaven they aren't shit bags anymore. Or, in heaven you can block someone just like on Facebook and not ever have to deal with them.

If neither of those things are true, then why bother getting in?

- Jay

Beth said...

Jay: Well my good man, that is why I'm driving the bus to the other place;)

Mike said...

Next time Dave asks a question like that.... kick him in the nuts.

Michele said...

That is some very deep thoughts you brother is plagued with. Personally, my brother and I spend as little time as possible with each other. Mostly, because he's an ass-wipe. So, it is refreshing to see that you have a great relationship with yours.

Beth said...

Mike: Ha! I will;)

Michele: I have 4 brothers, but he's the only one I'm close to. He's an asswipe too!!

I'm With Stupid said...

You conversations with your brother are a bit odd, but at least my drawers always come out clean as a spring day. Zooooooves!!

--Matt-Man

Anonymous said...

Heaven doesn't want me and Hell is afraid I'll take over....

Raquel's World said...

I wonder how many hits you'll get with "If I wanna suck, then I'll suck"

Beth said...

Joker: Hey, that's true in my case too! Care to ride the bus?

Raquel: Hee! I was thinking that too.

Unknown said...

In Heaven there is one whole cloud devoted to screening Everbody Loves Raymond.

Beth said...

Phfrankie: Whew!! Glad I'm not invited now!!

Vinny "Bond" Marini said...

But there is the best damn band in the world, playing every night and it is FREE! I wanna see and hear that

Beth said...

Vinny: My place will have a band. I mean who can beat Satan and his all evil orhcestra? I dare you to try;)

desert rat said...

In heaven, I'll be able to play the banjo. I just know it!

Beth said...

Rat: I'd like to play the spoons.