Memphis Makes Me Miserable...Fug Off!!

Kenny Allen refers to Memfuss as "our own little slice of hell right here on earth."

And Kenny heard from our old friend JoMo the other day.

JoMo hated Memphis ALMOST as much as I do. He was always saying he would be happier once he left Memfrica. I called bullshat saying he'd be the same ole JoMo even if he left Memphis.

Well, I'm here to say I'm wrong. He's got to Colorado and now his daily stressors consist of deciding whether he wants to hike in the mountains, road bike, mountain bike, play golf, go skiing, etc. He's got a beautiful family and he's loving life.
My life consists of resisting the temptation to club the stupid bitch with a 3rd grade education at Starbucks because she can't order a fuggin' mocha without assistance from one of the coffe PhD's behind the counter.

I just visited JoMo's blog, and you should too, and he's tortured me by putting up photos of all the cool outdoor activities he's been up to.

Memphis is pushing me over the edge and when I finally topple over, you'll be able to say you read it here first.