I hope you all took the time to read my previous post on how formal clothing is going to destroy our society. There will be more posts like it in the future, concerning other stupid laws, rules, etc. that I deem idiotic, pointless, destructive, or worthy of being referred to as "political propaganda." HOWEVER, I will take a short break from that saga to turn my attention to my new quest:

My dissertation on Parasitic Worms in Humans

NEWS FLASH: I most likely will not be able to deck out in western cowboy, 1860s-esk garbs on the last day of Public school. This is due to the cost factor (who would've guessed) and nothing else. I even found a kick ass pair of batwing chaps and boots w/ spurs to wear, but I do not have the capital to acquire such goods. However, this DOES NOT signal the demise of the Urban Cowboy, as I will eventually return TO KICK ALL YOUR ASSES!

GEORGE AND PHIL AND ALL THOSE IN ON OUR BET:
YOUR FUCKIN' GOIN' DOWN DOPES! DON'T QUESTION MY WRATH!
THE URBAN COWBOY LIVES!