because if so, i really should be doing some more sit-ups.

i gotta get in shape!

i’ve been working on my ‘mean face’ too.

hey, i’m just kidding!

kinda…

it’s been more than 100 years since there were debtor’s prisons in america.

any C-Average, public high school and state college student with a BA in radio and television and a minor in speech communications knows that.

now i don’t about you, but i grew up hard on the streets of suburban northwest houston.

that’s where i learned about life, NOT at the university of houston

… where i learned about radio and television with a minor in speech communications.

and that’s why i am an expert on EVERYTHING.

anyhoo, blah blah blah, sarah palin is that bitchy mom down the street who got into everyone’s business, yadda-yadda-yadda, she’s not bright, rant rant rant, yeah she’s kinda good looking though, complain complain complain, karl rove is a satanic puppet-master, liberal liberal liberal, america celebrates mediocrity … and so forth.

so don’t eff with me, joe six-pack.

i will outsmart with you my 2.71 GPA and half-assed paragraphs about political stuff.

and i will do so in the cold, pink rec room of the renewed debtor’s prisons created by the united investment banks of america.

which, coincidentally, will occur only right before i decide to shave my head and create a local chapter of the aryan brotherhood in said prison in a last-ditch effort to survive the horrors of prison life and only right after i endure a merciless beating from a man who worked in the automotive industry.

not unlike the HBO television show, Oz.

afterwards, if anyone in the neo-nazi organization that i created in said prison asks me who i voted for in 2008, i will stammer uncomfortably for several minutes until it’s revealed that i voted for obama.

right before i get raped…

by the vice-president of the huntsville/bank of america minimum security debtor’s prison’s local chapter of the aryan brotherhood.

whose abdominal muscles, incidentally, are way more pronounced than mine.

WOW!