I burned my leg

Dammit. I'm all out of paper towels so I couldn't filter my coffee this morning. Then some bacon grease flew out of the pan and burned my inner thigh. I need to switch to boxer shorts. Today is off to a fucking awful start. How the hell am I supposed to get to training without my morning java. I think Hank is coming by later and we're going to work on our start up company. For those of you who don't know Hank and I are going to business selling guns on the internet. You can buy used parts real cheap and then we put them together ourselves and sell them at an auction but on the computer. Hank said he's going to take care of all the business end things. He just needs to use my computer for the buying and selling and we split the money. It'll go into his account and he'll cut me a check. Obviously we can keep some for ourselves and that'll be sick because we can bring some bitches back here and get drunk and shoot guns back in the woods. YOU AINT INVITED, WANDA!