You've all heard that saying right???
How about when you get stung twice in the face by a yellow jacket and your bottom lip looks like you should be taking shrapnel with Forrest Gump?? ("But my friends call me Bubba, just like one of them old redneck boys, can you believe that??")
I can definitely find joy in the fact that Turd Ferg haunts me in my new apartment.....
Weird?
I think so...
