Friday, December 25, 2009

Thursday, December 17, 2009

Prepare to be angered.

Fuckin...really, Bill? For those of you who haven't heard about this, go ahead and read/watch the story. Take a moment to stew. Ready? Ok. Take another moment to ponder what you think should happen to that guy. Now, read this. Yeah. I will always encourage you to form your own opinions, as this is merely a place to share my/our own, but if you think that dickwad doesn't deserve some manner of discipline, you should probably get the fuck off my internet. Here's a letter written to Mrs. Leake from a dear friend of mine to whom this topic hits very close to home.






We try not to make this place too political, but Bill has single handedly pushed this into the realm of the abso-fucking-lutely ridiculous.
Political agenda should have nothing to do with an individual's right to love. Shame on you, Bill, and for good measure, fuckin...really?


p.s. no comic today, shit's a little too serious for cartoons

Thursday, December 10, 2009

Hey, an update!

Yeah, you thought I forgot about this thing huh? Well fuck you. Down to bidness: first-This guy. I never was a fan of salesmen. The story sounded funnier on TV. "The man came into the house, sold an insurance policy to the woman, and then made her touch him between the legs." Most ridiculous part(s): a) they say this might not be his first time, and b) chick buys a fucking insurance policy from the dude! For real, y'all?

more ridiculosity - Teenage Mad Bomber, motivation: dog. for fuckin real. They really need to release more of this story, because it sounds like it's probably a fuckin riot.

Now, we're gonna try somethin a little different. I'm gonna post a picture or comic or some shit like that about things that've recently amused me each time I update. maybe.
This is what I saw in my rear view mirror on the way home today.

Yep, dude picked his nose and ate it, and I watched. I lit up a cigarette and thought it would be funny if we were both watching each other thinking "ugh, what a gross habit"

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Midweek Rundown

Here's a couple of ri-fucking-diculous things that we've found this week.
First off: Ew, ew, fucking ew, gross. Dude's a creep. Straight up. He was creepy as a softball coach, so hey, let's put him in charge of the swim team. What could go wrong? Let's go get high.

Next at bat: Tear ass, Torrie! And it's not the first time this has happened? My favorite line from the sheriff-"...doors are locked for a reason, and these not locked caused this problem." Indeed.

This one sounds familiar: Dude really wanted a fuckin hot dog. Fuckin really, folks. Quit driving your cars through shit unless there's metal blaring, pyros goin off, drunk rednecks screaming, bikini-clad chicks cheering,....wait what were we talkin about? I gotta go drive my car through some shit. Peace the fuck out.

and have a nice government-invented consumerism holiday. (ain't they all?)

Sunday, November 22, 2009

A quick one for the weekend.

Yeah, they couldn't figure out the sex of this fuckin turtle after 50 fuckin years? Glad that zoology degree's workin out for ya.

Saturday, November 21, 2009

Fuckin....really?

I just started this fuckin thing. Like literally right the fuck now. Let's get the fuckin ball rollin, y'all....

In the past month or so, I've seen like 6 incidents where a car drove through a building. For real? Is this the point in history where cars finally say "fuck it, we've had enough?" Are you that big of a Dark Knight fan? (Don't answer those questions, dumbass, they're mad rhetorical, yo.) Here's a couple of stories I pulled up for your sexy lazy selves. Alls I gotta say is, fuckin....really? L2Drive, holmes.

We started off light today. More pressing issues to come (maybe). I'm goin to fuckin bed.