After some frustrating moments, I told a group of men on the job today I should have hired some little girls...the bad thing is I meant it. What the hell happened to our youth? Between the pudginess, lack of any initiative and a terrible work ethic, there are too many young men that aren't men.
I told one of the long time, good hands I would enlist if we ever were involved with another major conflict. I elaborated and said I'd rather die fighting than expecting what was available for enlistment to help; and I didn't want to learn the foreign language of those that would find be easy pickings.
In Case You've Wondered
My blog is where my wandering thoughts are interspersed with stuff I made up. So, if while reading you find yourself confused about the context, don't feel alone. I get confused, too.
If you're here for the stories, I started another blog: scratchingforchange.blogspot.com
One other thing: sometimes I write words you refuse to use in front of children, or polite company, unless you have a flat tire, or hit your thumb with a hammer.
I don't use them to offend; I use them to embellish.