Well, life is getting kind of stressful...No job as of yet, I have my first midterm this week and it doesn't help when I have douchbags like this guy wishing my mom a happy birthday on the comments section of my last blog:
Does anyone know who this is? Is this a joke? All I know is that he's originally from Eastern Kentucky---Enough said. Can't wait until I can wish his mom a happy birthday and show him who daddy is (assuming his trailer park survives the next few tornados). To me, he kind of looks like George W. giving a stump speech at a college kegger and reminds me of that kid you trick into staying at home on a Friday or Saturday night so he's near his phone when you and your buddies need a ride home from the bar. Also, dude....Look at my hair....Nothing drastic, just short and simple and in with the times....It does not look like I just came home from a 1987 Wham concert. All we can do is hope that he continues reading my blog...Perhaps he can learn something. God, I really hope he isn't a friend of a friend...If so, kindly let me know ASAP! Oh, and if you happened to sleep with him, HA HA HA HA HA!!! Ok, everyone just save your breath, I know that was mean, shallow and harsh...BLA BLA BLA....But FYI, I did him a favor...If he keeps reading my blog, he'll be getting laid like a tablecloth at a Hula party. Granted, to get the chicks into his room he's gonna have to grease up their hips and push, but hey, it's a start. Take notes, big guy. Oh man, his buddies in the Babylon 5 chatroom are never gonna believe this!
Moving on, I will be in Arizona during Thanksgiving weekend! Plymouth Rock is just outside of Phoenix, right? I mean, when I think about Thanksgiving, I think of an abundance of Native Americans giving up their land to a bunch of gun weilding rednecks who use the land to build college campuses that provide a good location for the next "Girls Gone Wild" video. But the rednecks and the Native Americans all find common ground since they will both be found sleeping on the sidewalk cuddling with a bottle of bourbon. Oh wait, I was waaaay off! I was thinking of the time when I was in a town outside of Phoenix where I bought rocks from some redskins (Hey, if the NFL can use it, so can I!) driving a Plymouth. Anyway, my point is this...There'd better be a pool and a big plate of sausage!
On to sports, the Ducks beat the Huskies like a red-headed stepchild with a garden hose and a sack of potatoes! Nothing pleasures me more than something like that (No offense, Kimberly). I should lock up my sixth straight victory in fantasy football this week as long as that big dumb black oaf, Stephen Jackson, stays out of the end zone...(Relax, people...I'm just testing the karma waters today). Well, that's about it. Can't wait to see the comments on this one!
Does anyone know who this is? Is this a joke? All I know is that he's originally from Eastern Kentucky---Enough said. Can't wait until I can wish his mom a happy birthday and show him who daddy is (assuming his trailer park survives the next few tornados). To me, he kind of looks like George W. giving a stump speech at a college kegger and reminds me of that kid you trick into staying at home on a Friday or Saturday night so he's near his phone when you and your buddies need a ride home from the bar. Also, dude....Look at my hair....Nothing drastic, just short and simple and in with the times....It does not look like I just came home from a 1987 Wham concert. All we can do is hope that he continues reading my blog...Perhaps he can learn something. God, I really hope he isn't a friend of a friend...If so, kindly let me know ASAP! Oh, and if you happened to sleep with him, HA HA HA HA HA!!! Ok, everyone just save your breath, I know that was mean, shallow and harsh...BLA BLA BLA....But FYI, I did him a favor...If he keeps reading my blog, he'll be getting laid like a tablecloth at a Hula party. Granted, to get the chicks into his room he's gonna have to grease up their hips and push, but hey, it's a start. Take notes, big guy. Oh man, his buddies in the Babylon 5 chatroom are never gonna believe this!
Moving on, I will be in Arizona during Thanksgiving weekend! Plymouth Rock is just outside of Phoenix, right? I mean, when I think about Thanksgiving, I think of an abundance of Native Americans giving up their land to a bunch of gun weilding rednecks who use the land to build college campuses that provide a good location for the next "Girls Gone Wild" video. But the rednecks and the Native Americans all find common ground since they will both be found sleeping on the sidewalk cuddling with a bottle of bourbon. Oh wait, I was waaaay off! I was thinking of the time when I was in a town outside of Phoenix where I bought rocks from some redskins (Hey, if the NFL can use it, so can I!) driving a Plymouth. Anyway, my point is this...There'd better be a pool and a big plate of sausage!
On to sports, the Ducks beat the Huskies like a red-headed stepchild with a garden hose and a sack of potatoes! Nothing pleasures me more than something like that (No offense, Kimberly). I should lock up my sixth straight victory in fantasy football this week as long as that big dumb black oaf, Stephen Jackson, stays out of the end zone...(Relax, people...I'm just testing the karma waters today). Well, that's about it. Can't wait to see the comments on this one!
posted by Alex at 12:45 PM
3 Comments:
Dude I freakin love reading your blog! It is so damn funny! And offensive to so many and wrong! I LOVE IT!
Alex I am glad to hear we are winning in football. Steve I'm sorry you and ron just don't know how to pickum. Basically you guys suck at football oh yeah when are we having that bass fishing tournament? A-train I might be coming down to your place in about a week or so. I need to jknow if its ok if the puppy comes with. He might help pull some ass for us. And by the way whats up with the Beavs. I can't believe they beat CAL.
well, you still owe me $20, and two cases of beer after the ducks beat the beavers...
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