Friday, April 08, 2011

Where's my reality show?

It seems every weirdo and freak has a reality show. Now I'm as big a freak as anyone- An old fat guy, with one leg, no bellybutton,depressed, anti-social, and with a love of prescription drugs so....

WHERE'S MY DAMN SHOW?

I spend hours entertaining Mrs. C, so why not those who would be my core audience- shut-ins and the mentally challenged?

I'm always doing stupid, err, funny stuff.

Likr yesterday I was at the wound care center, and they put me in the overflow room, with directions they would call on the phone when they had room.

Phone rings, I answer "Dominos Pizza."

I guess youse had to have been there.

6 comments:

nonamedufus said...

Combination, with anchovies,to go.

ReformingGeek said...

Haha. I bet they love you there....and are glad you're NOT there all week.

Hee Hee.

LL said...

So what did they order?

Anonymous said...

I could make guest appearances. I am let's just say this accident prone person.

Send a pizza my way
MB

Da Old Man said...

@ Nonamed: Be there in 30 minutes

@ Reffie: True dat

@ LL: Meatball parm

@ MB: You're already penciled in

Janna said...

This would be the best reality show EVER.

Please tell me the Dominoes in NJ doesn't make pizza with pork roll on it...

Wait...
Would that be good?