my day was ruined as soon as i walked out my front door. on the 50-something pace walk from my front door to my car, i somehow managed to step in what i assume is a pretty fucking gigantic pile of dogshit. i had the window down, so i didn't notice the smell until i was a few blocks away. i just got done cleaning a metric ton of dogshit off my shoe, my brake pedal, my gas pedal and the fucking floor mat of my car.

i know the dog that was guilty of this crime against me and humanity. my retarded neighbors let their mangy mutt roam around the neighborhood, free to shit wherever it pleases. the fucker is constantly standing in my front yard when i come home at night, growling at me and acting like it's gonna bite me. i swear, if i see that fucker again, i'm calling animal control. either that or i'm gonna kick his mangy teeth down his mangy fucking throat.

other than that? well…it's still a shitty day. no pun intended.