Positive Mattributes has had a few runs. Both times I decided to post on this people inexplicably enjoyed it.They'd say "Hey, that was a really funny post." "What the fuck does no funny business mean?" "A Bosnian Man wanted you to do what? Why would something like that happen in Leavenworth?" A lot has changed about me. Gone for the most part are the days where I'm the drunkest man in the room even though I have to be at work three hours later, though if you wanna try me, yes I can drink you under the table. You'll still be finishing your jaeger bomb while I've just picked my first song on the jukebox. Who in their right mind would give two shits about what the hell I did last night, what pisses me off and what shit makes me slightly sentimental? This blog, as in the past is mostly going to be me running a self fellatio marathon, so if you're at all interested in watching a dumb ass roughneck hazmat worker stumble ass backwards through his life pull up a chair, crack a beer, and see what a 28 year old shit head who is dumber than the bologna sandwich you ate for lunch trying to spell looks like.
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