My name is Tony. I'm the greatest loser you'll ever know. I'm broke. My wallet has dust on it. I'm unemployed. I'm unemployable. So is my whole family. I don't have my own place. I live with my mom. I can't drive. I can't even ride a bike. I did have a bike-tire parked up my ass-crack, though. I'm still a virgin. I haven't had a girlfriend in 15 years. I've been beat up, arrested, robbed, mauled by animals, stalked, starved, dragged around a parking lot by my own mom's car...You name it. This blog is like religion: just believe it. Everything I tell you is as true as I am stupid.

Some pics that I found amusing while riding around Anniston, Oxford, and Jacksonville, Alabama, as well as stopping at Bowdon, Georgia for a lottery ticket.

The “5 Buck Lunch” thing at the Dairy Queen in Georgia was funny to me because my mom found out that she had won $4 from the lottery, and she was real happy about it (because we’re nuts), but I told her that she couldn’t even afford lunch at Dairy Queen with her winnings. Knocked the smile right off of her face.

I thought Daylight Donuts' sign was weird, because it had “DAYLIGHT DONUTS” in huge letters, but had “now open” in letters so small, I had to use the zoom to even see the shit.

And the guy who’s just chilling in the middle of the road; sandwiched in between other cars, because he failed at a last minute decision that he’s trying to play off…

Or the guy who’s hacking up his lunch in one of the supposed “best restaurants” in Jacksonville/Anniston, even though the reason I took the pic was because he had on suspenders AND a belt!

…because I don’t really feel like part of society (hell, the restaurant the guy was hacking up from wouldn’t even let us order), I’m always outside looking in, and I sometimes laugh, but most of the time, I feel like that statue…

Reblogged from sway33  241 notes
This is some true shit. Taking yourself out of the shuffle (a shuffle designed to keep you occupied and distracted) sure does give you plenty of time and room to figure out who you are, what the world is, and where you believe you should fit in it, as opposed to where other people want to use you up at. You have a lot more time to learn new things and do things you can’t without taking yourself out of the “game”. You have time to be you.

This is some true shit. Taking yourself out of the shuffle (a shuffle designed to keep you occupied and distracted) sure does give you plenty of time and room to figure out who you are, what the world is, and where you believe you should fit in it, as opposed to where other people want to use you up at. You have a lot more time to learn new things and do things you can’t without taking yourself out of the “game”. You have time to be you.

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Was scrolling past the comments, and somebody said “$125k ain’t even that much; calm down.” Must be nice where you come from, where $125k ain’t shit to brag about, but around here, jobs pay like $18k-$32k/yr each. Most couples bring in as much money together where I live that one person makes by themselves in other places like New Jersey for the same damn jobs. $500 a day is a lot of fuckin’ money! And you damn sure can’t get it by being one person with three regular jobs, which is why I don’t knock the dreamer, the entrepreneur, or the odd non-violent criminal! Getting two or three regular jobs just isn’t lucrative. “You can be poor with a job, or just be poor.”

Was scrolling past the comments, and somebody said “$125k ain’t even that much; calm down.” Must be nice where you come from, where $125k ain’t shit to brag about, but around here, jobs pay like $18k-$32k/yr each. Most couples bring in as much money together where I live that one person makes by themselves in other places like New Jersey for the same damn jobs. $500 a day is a lot of fuckin’ money! And you damn sure can’t get it by being one person with three regular jobs, which is why I don’t knock the dreamer, the entrepreneur, or the odd non-violent criminal! Getting two or three regular jobs just isn’t lucrative. “You can be poor with a job, or just be poor.”