
to match you at this time. I'm a good person, aren't I? I drive a truck. I'm gone 4-6 weeks at a time. I snore. I'm overweight. I wear EEE sized shoes. I love to watch sumo wrestling. I'm thinking about getting a tatoo and a motorcycle. I spend a lot of my free time writing a blog about an industry nobody likes and get paid nothing to do it. I eat really bad fatty foods. My government classifies me as unskilled labor. I sometime pee in Gatorade jars. I drink JuMex drinks. Sometimes I'm too tired to shower. I buy all my clothes at Wal-Mart and a truck stop called Flying J. I work many hours, but never get overtime. I drive lots of miles, but only get paid for some of them. I flirt sometimes with really ugly women. Most of the people I associate with make $25K a year or less. Some of them don't even speak English. The company I work for doesn't care what I have to say. I have to track every minute of my life in a "log" or "comic" book. My truck was designed by a soccer mom. My boss and the politicians who represent me make 10 times what I make. I can't afford a new car. When I get a haircut on the road, no matter what, I end up looking like Drew Carey. Oh, and did I mention I'm married? Photo credit is:
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