Dear 2017,
Hey man, we need to talk. I know you’re not quite here yet,
but there’s a few things you need to be aware of. 2016 was kind of a cruel
bitch. Much pain, unrest, death, and general assholery. In one respect, even if
you don’t change a damn thing, you will be remembered far more fondly than 2016
ever will. Conversely, you open up right with the Inauguration and-regardless
of political affiliation-this event alone will cause you much consternation. So
yea, you kinda can’t slack off. Don’t worry, I’m here to help. And I, like,
know things and stuff.
I have hope for 2017.
Now to be fair, 2016 gave us some highlights. Sports gave
Cleveland-Cleveland! a championship.
The Cubs ended their 200 year drought and won the World Series. John Scott
showed true class during the NHL All Star weekend. Also, Jimmie Johnson and his
brand of vanilla racing won his 7th NASCAR Championship, thereby
tying most championships with the legends Richard Petty and Dale Earnhardt.
Rumor was smoke and a violent spinning sound was heard from Earnhardt’s grave.
On a personal level, 2016 was pretty much shitball
sandwiches for good ol’ Kev after August. But hey, pain and suffering make for
better writing, right? Right!? Sure, I won a fantasy football league, as well
as the NHL pool. Big money! I also got some great travel in and rewarding music
experiences.
So, 2017, in case you aren’t too aware, 2016 was pretty
cruel with the celebrity killing and what not. Particularly with musicians, and
‘16’s work ethic has it pretty much working right till the end of the year. What
I’m saying is that maybe you might want to even the scales a little bit? I’ve
put together a little list-just suggestions, really-of maybe some people you
might want to send to the great beyond. In no particular order:
Bill Cosby
Pharma Bro
Kony (Seriously, like how did 2012 let that slip by?)
Roman Polanski
2 Pac
That douche bag ex-boss who fired me when I was hurt
Pierre McGuire
Justin Bieber
Please leave Keith Richards and Ric Flair alone, because
someone has to bury all our great-great-great-great-great grandkids. WOOOOOOOO!
Somebody's gotta take Betty White to Space Mountain in 2067. WWWOOOOO! |
Additionally, kill off all the smokers. How are people still
smoking in your year, 2017? It seems to me I am seeing more smokers these days.
How is that even possible? Additionally, all smokers are litterbugs. On that
alone, they need to be purged. You can also dispatch with the vapers if you see
fit.
Early indications also lead us to believe the weather will
be worse. But I like the warm weather, so let’s just keep it moderate, eh? We’re
all cool with more flip flop weather and especially a longer bikini season.
Look, I'll be honest here. I feel like a pig for using pictures like these but they drive up traffic and it's just good business, damn it. |
If you would prefer to be known as 20Kevinteen, I’m cool
with that, too.
2016 was rocking with the Super Moons. It felt like every
other moon was super. Don’t know how that shakes out for you, but people seemed
to enjoy that sort of thing. So maybe some meteor showers, shooting stars or
UFOs or something? And maybe you should be the year that we see definitive
video proof of the existence of ghosts. You have roughly 97 ghost hunting shows
on basic cable, so your choice. Just not Ghost Adventures, that show is
horribly entertaining as it is. Go figure, it’s apparently 40 year old dudes
keeping Hot Topic in business.
"Ummm......no." |
Politics-fuh-you’re kinda fucked there. It’s going to be tumultuous
Presidency that starts right off the bat. A lot of people are very nervous about
‘what happens now.’ Please guide us with patience, foresight, calm,
understanding, common sense, peace and somehow follow up those awesome Joe
Biden memes. That might be your only hope.
"Oh shit! 2016 is looking!" |
Music-we will need great music. Please favor us with righteous
tunes from our favorite artists. Please introduce us to people who will be our
next favorite artists. Please destroy all Clear Channel towers. How can you run
a weak ass slogan like “I Heart Radio” where all the music sounds as pleasant
as dinosaur abortions? Get rid of Auto Tune and please replace with talent and
ability.
Maybe, on just a personal note, have the Avalanche win The
Cup? I’m pretty sure that will truly bring Peace on Earth. Just sayin’. At
least keep finding creative ways to fuck with Philadelphia fans. That shit
never gets old, and Philly fans are the worst. Please continue to bless Bills
fans however, as their drunken shenanigans are the highlight of my Sunday
mornings before 1. No one cares what you do with baseball or basketball, so
have at it
.
I see July 4th is a Tuesday with you. Can you
maybe switch that out to a Friday or Saturday? Maybe swipe a February 29th
from 2020 or something? Sluttier costumes for Halloween (also a Tuesday BTW)
would make everyone happy as well.
I have no idea what's going on here, and I probably never will. |
I'm not sure I am exxpressing my point enough |
True story; it took me 2 hours to write this and 5 days to do the pictures. |
Have Kevolution Theory turn into my full time job. Or have
peace on Earth. You can only choose one, and both have about the exact same
chance of actually happening.
Here’s an easy one for you. Have all shelter animals find
their forever homes. In exchange, please render oil, cable, bank, airline,
health insurance CEOs homeless. Fair trade. Also, I would like access to their
organs, because we will all need donors.
Have “vineyards” pronounced as it should be; “vine” and “yards.”
Not “vinyards.” That just makes it sound snooty. I think it was just a bunch of
rich silver spoon assholes wanting to sound all haughty. How come the song isn’t
“Heard It Through the Grapevin?” Because it’s pronounced “vine” with the “e” at
the end. Also, “vase” is pronounced “vaze” not “vaz” and don’t even get me
started on “refurbished.”
1 comment:
Pure gold! Keep em coming!
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