Mediocrity Births A Monster: Difference between revisions

It’s just another mediocre evening in my mediocre life as I make my usual mediocre drive from my mediocre job where I bring home a mediocre check every week so I can support my mediocre lifestyle. When I pulled into my mediocre driveway, I got out of my mediocre car and went inside my mediocre house. As I was walking through my mediocre living room to get to my mediocre kitchen so I could fix me a mediocre ham sandwich to eat, I hit my mediocre big toe against my mediocre couch. I yelled so many cuss words, all I needed was a nice beat and I would be a mediocre rapper. My yelling woke up my wife. Oh yeah, she’s mediocre, too. Anyway, she met me in the mediocre kitchen and I could tell from the look on her mediocre face that we were about to get in a mediocre argument.

 

 

--JRod1988