The other day I went in search of humor and went to Mike Rowe’s site. (mikerowe.com) I love that guy. I think he’s brilliant when he talks about the trades. In my humble opinion too many people are going to college and not enough of them are learning how to be punch press operators or turret lathe operators or plumbers or electricians. There seems to be a wide spread contempt for someone who works with his hands. That’s pretty stupid because my plumber is in the six figure income level.
I also like Mike because of his relationship with his parents. His posts about his mother are hilarious. She’s a trip, too.
I went to Mike’s Fridays with Freddy‘s page and found exactly what I needed.
In this post Freddy (who speaks for himself – Mike is the Biped) is having intestinal issues because of something Mike did.
With each passing day, my aroma worsened, awakening The Biped on more than one occasion, and triggering my banishment from the boudoir. The burning discomfort was unexampled, and also worth a mention. Indeed, each salvo was so preternaturally hot that I became convinced my asshole was in danger of fusing shut with every putrid blast. To the Biped’s disappointment, it did not, and the scalding, rancid wind only intensified, filling the whole house with sulphur and corruption.
Anyone who’s had dogs can identify with his issues.
Do you watch Mike’s “Returning the Favor” series? Do you ever go in search of humor on the internet?