Here’s why Dwyer can eat his own butt [photos]
Dwyer forgets that when he goes and posts hideous pictures of me, that I'm married to a woman who LOVES to organize stuff. And just today, I stumbled over a HUGE Rubbermaid tote with the words "Radio Memories" written on the outside. Damn, there's a lot of nasty pictures in there. It'd be too bad if THOSE leaked out to the public. And it's too bad that there isn't some huge blue "share" button that would spread those pictures all over Facebook and Twitter.
Fortunately for Dwyer, we don't have that miraculous technology. Plus, I'm not real good at this "blogging" stuff. 'Cause if I were good at it, all I'd have to do is point, click, return and POOF! There'd be an embarrassing picture all over the world wide intermail thingy.
Hey!!! It works! Awesome! Now, all I have to do is…
Ahhhhhhh. Damnit! Control/Alt/Post? Delete? How do I…stop…posting…awful…Dwyer pictures??