TRUTH IN ADVERTISING

SEPERATES US FROM LOWER LIFE-FORMS
it's true. first, let me apologize for posting this something like...
... ohhhh... 7 hours late? yeah, uhhh. well, things aren't always
what they seem- or what you may at first think. case in point:
today's Big Blog got suspendered due to lack of bandwidth. yup.
the old internets cut right the hell out, at the moment of truth.
now, most Sundays, I'd just grab old lappy and high-tail it for
some WiFi hotspot, or even to work (GAAAAACKKK! ! ! !)...
... sadly, on this Sunday, I didn't have that option, as I have a
metric fuckload of shtein to get done, here at the old Hacienda.
hey, I thought maybe I'd do a re-run today... but, ya know, the
batch of fucks over at unbalanced Standards & Practices would
have none of it. fucking Bastards. so, here we are, it's 7:00 PM
here in lovely Baltimore... and I'm doing my (gaaack) Morning
Post (gaaack). well, Fuck-All, anyway. I took me a little road-
trip a couple weeks back, so I might as well post these images
here, today. as you can see from the top image, there, I got me
a pretty Shit-ty welcome, ya know it? hey, but, I will say this:
it was true. so, come on. grab yaz a Wad'O'Beef Jerky, already...












welcome to Shit. a real shit-hole. home of Silberman's. yup.












just past that was this innovative razor ad. not as if I'd buy
anything from this marauding band of Son-Of-A-Bitches...












... who are the same fucks responsible for this White-Out ad.












fuck that. Mr. Clean, here, is Johnny-On-The-Spot.
he wiped those White-Out cocksuckers off the streets.












Shit Shit Store. this, of course, is where you go any-
time you need to run out and pick up some shit...














... hey, they even sell this slutty Prostitute
Paris Hilton Barbie Play-Set, ya know it?











this is the gym next door. yo, I personally did NOT
work out whilst I was passing through Shit. God, no...












... but, I did get a great photo of their Day-Care Center...












... which made me look for a coffee bar.
boyo, hey, Espresso, and all, and, oh, yeah...
... too bad I didn't find it here, ya know it?












well. looks like Kentucky-Fucky's down for the count, eh?












no worrys, though. fucking Donutland is always stocked...












... them, and the Shit Big Boy. I ain't eatin'
here, though. no fucking way I touch this...












... hey, Mac's is open. too bad... they're SO sub-par...












... fortuneately, though, Public Barfing is allowed, here in Shit...












... just ask this guy. fucking retard.












hey, they're even honest in their politics. oh, my, O'Bama...











... but, this ad-flyer I found on my truck was the best. yup.
"Flatulant Butt-Hole". in caps. oh, my...











... ullp... ulllp... ullplpllp... BLLAAAAAAAWWWWWWWG...




see ya next week...

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