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This site exists for one sole reason. Some may say it's a waste of time and/or a poor attempt at stupid humor. That's fine. But way too many people are so miserable and I refuse to be one of them. These are things that I think about and I think are funny. These are things that make me laugh. I hope some of it makes you laugh too. Life is way too short to walk around being pissed off all the time. If you can’t laugh at some of the stupid and ridiculous stuff that exists in this world, what’s the point?! I hope the content of this site, which stems from the ridiculousness of the world we're in, can help in some small way to help take the edge off an otherwise stressful life. As a wise man once said,"We're not here for a long time, we're here for a good time!" I think that was Gandhi? Live, LAUGH, Love...And enjoy your daily dose of HeadGarbage. Come back often and tell your friends so that HG can grow big and strong!

Sunday, March 14, 2010

Can't Talk Now

Urinals have the potential to be a little creepy.  Some urinals have dividers between them that block a dude from package-viewing his neighbor.  I have no problem with that divider.  I actually really appreciate it.  But I really hate it when you're taking a piss and someone tries to have a little conversation with you.  "Come on man, I have my weiner in my hand, why can't we talk some other time!"  Ideally I would prefer a full floor to ceiling partition, but I think if I really had to choose one or the other, I would rather have my nether-regions completely exposed and have my face blocked from the other person, taking away the potential for an awkward little chat.

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