bringing the rain since 1981...

My name doesn't matter, and you probably don't care anyway. All you need to know is that I'm a 29 year old grad student from Southern California, but through a dizzying array of bad decisions, I currently reside in the Midwest. This is my page of schizophrenic ramblings. Some are funny, some deep and philosophical and others just are. Feel free to email me at: maxbetblog@gmail.com.


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Reblogged from v-u-versus

v-u-versus:

I woke one day to find a bumblebee in my living room, as these photos will attest.  Now, this wasn’t the kickass, “here to save the day, lazer cannons for hands transforming giant robot” that goes by the name Bumblebee.  This was the “I will ruin your picnic and straight f@ck you up” kind of bumblebee.  This dude meant business.

Luckily, we were able to reach an “inter-species Camp David Accord style compromise.”  I let him have full run of my AstroTurf fitted balcony, and he doesn’t sting me in the face.

-D.A.

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