I Reckon I'm Too Old to Be Embarrassed Anymore I was thinking about something this morning. I don't embarrass very easy anymore. I used to. Hell I used to worry about all kinds of stupid shit. What somebody thought about me.
Quit Screwing With Your Wood I spend a lot of time looking at other men's wood. There. Now that half of you clicked on this, we're talking about decks. Sorry to disappoint ya. Although if you've been around here very long you oughta know there's a pretty good chance we'll…
The House Smells Better. Don't Tell Tucker I Said That Well here's something I never thought I'd admit. My kid smells better than I do. And before one of you smartasses says something... I ain't walking around smelling Tucker.
Apparently Y'all Have Questions About My Drawers Well I reckon we're talking about my underwear again. Never thought that'd become a regular subject around here. But then again I never thought I'd be selling the damn things either.
Why Don't You Date? Because I don't want to. That's really the answer. I don't know why people have such a hard damn time with it. I'm single. I don't date. So apparently there must be something wrong.
My Reply to Sandra Well, Sandra. You got me thinking today. I've got this book out now called THIS IS ME. I posted a little video about it. Nothing fancy. Just letting folks know it's there if they want to read it.
Well, Apparently I Wrote a Damn Book Well apparently I wrote a damn book. I don't know what else to call it. It's 77 pages long, it's got a cover, there's a beginning and an end, and I'm charging $9.99 for the damn thing. So I guess that makes it a book.