Whoo Whee! I reckon my silly, stupid, cussing channel is therapy ( for me ) and a guilty pleasure for folks and good on that 'cause I'm just a pale, freckled faced, small chested, big *ss ginger character that expresses what some folks say are funny, petty, manic, and mad random rantings and observations about everyday events, people, places, and Hollie Sh*t. It's all based on actual experiences when I drive, walk, and squawk about them. I try not to take myself too serious-like. I'm what some establishment folks, what got no talents, call Gen Mil-Y1- 'cause why?! I dislike labels, except in mutual shorthand references or with humor like when I play the "Insult Game" with my closest critic and dear friend. We both loathe and admire each other at the same time for no logical reasons. Quirky. I battle, like lots of folks all over this spinning sphere, a ruthless depression and anxiety. Just starting to fool with this here channel. Hope it brings laughs in the future!