Summer has arrived...

I got two pound puppies about two months ago out in the desert of Southeastern California. They are Needles dogs. Summer is the girl, and she's a real pain in the ass. She loves to pee inside. Her brother is a little angel in comparison. But Summer is a lovebug and cute as a button, and she has a doggie smile straight out of a cartoon. She likes to live outside, and do her dirty business inside. She's a wild soul I guess.

Ferris B's Day Off is playing at the Yellowjumpsuits.com store, here in Assholepen, formerly Ute City, and the Greedheads are turning the Red Onion into some Los Angeles type nightclub. They should try opening one of those in Los Angeles instead. The bastards are overwhelming us, so swin on down to the store and get a brew at the Aspen Brewery next door while you are at it. The least we can do is offend these disgusting people with outrageous clothes which will offend their sense of self-entitled style. I'm tired of all the yuppie wear in our town. Untuck your shirts douchbags, unless you have a sweet belt-buckle to show off! Get that sweater off from around your shoulders unless it's neon.

Ute City needs to fight back against these snobs! Enough already. No more overpriced club scene in the mountains please. Hello people, if you want the city scene and culture of the American Douch, please move to a city. This is the dirty hillbilly mountains of Colorado.

I want to see a neon Frank Sinatra before I die.

I need it.

I feel like a Palestinian in my homeland, getting invaded by people who want to turn this town into a little guilt free safe-haven for lazy, egomaniacal, rich-people, who come in waves, and then retreat, leaving over-developed ugliness in their retreating wake, and then they return in their jets from one of the coasts and attack again. Get a job or get lost people, but please stop by YJS.com and buy something on your way out. .