eh he's stuck half way up my dads ass and thinks he knows it all cause he's a road tractor mechanic.
i got out and done the hard **** while him and dad sit in the shop drinking coffee. i'm the one that layed on my back in the mud under a big rig and it raining wrenching on the mofo. i finally got tired of it and told em both to kiss off and here i am... i own two paid for crotch rockets, a DR650, i've got CDL's and can drive anything with wheels and a few things w/o, gotta nice lil house, and i'm a motorcycle mechanic... what better life could i ask for? i've got god on my side, fridge stocked with some good cold beer, and a freakin 55inch plasma in the living room hooked up to surround sound haha. if you ask me i'm living the good life! i beat **** cancer, i'm in perfect health. Sure i dont talk to my ******* mom, dad, or brother but hell i'm doing better w/o them then i ever did with em.
so just a lil short life story there haha