KILLL!!!



I'll give a dollar to whoever will post this picture for me. I'm an idiot.

Bob Woodward's Bush at War:

The was a good story in this book about Bush throwing out the first pitch at the Yankees game following 9/11.

When Dubya nailed the first pitch with a strike the crowd roared. Thousands of fans raised their arms in unison and put their thumbs up.

Karl Rove was with George Steinbrenner in the press box and he said it was like being at a nazi rally.

Up yours Cliffard. I've received more blow jobs then any man alive.

You're boring me.
Stop being bored.

I think we should change the name our blog to "The Abu Ghraib Ranch."

I wear a size 9 1/2 shoe. That is the size shoe that women find most sexually attractive.

Why won't someone call me and hang out with? Losers with jobs. That's all you beavers are.

I haven't worn underwear in three days. Have you guys noticed?

My powers of observation infinitely superior to everyone's else's combined.

Matt K used to be my best friend, now he is my least favorite friend. Life is funny that way.

But I am much funnier then life could ever dream to be. Fuck you life, your not as funny as me.

I have the worst hangover ever, and I'm handling it like a champ. On a scale of 1 to five, my hangover is a number so high that is cannot be fathomed by even the papalcy. And I'm dealing with it with a even larger number. So fuck you inferior numbers.

I am posting at a rapid pace. My fingers are on fire. The whole world is in love with me. My hair ... My hair ... is impeccable.

You know what's fucked up? EVERYBODY ELSE.

I am skinny for nothing.

I can run twice as fast as the fastest man alive. I just choose not to because it's dangerous.

My body is a work of art. Women fantasize about me 100 percent of their day. I've recieved more blow jobs then any man alive.

I excel at everything I try. I am also the world's greatest blogger.

I am a ferocious lover. I am damn near perfect when it come to sex.

I think we should take a vote whether there really is two "little pinks socks" or whether this is just a ploy by Margie to post things like "cunt" and then blame them on somebody else.

How do you give a enema to a blog anyway Joe? I think a good way to start would be to get rid of Brian Wanless' posts from 2003. Also we could make matt Bright come up with a moniker that doesn't make reference to his genitals.

That last post was one of my funniest.

I'm can't figure out whether the neighbor kids are teaching their dog to "sic" or "sit". Wichever one it is that dog is really eating that kids leg.

Someone should call the cops. Really.

Maybe Joe can ask the neighbor kids to guest on our blog for a while.

Mary brought a gay person over to my apartment last night. Does that make me a liberal?

Maybe we should get a gay guest blogger. David Justice?

What this blog needs is "guest bloggers." Remember the week that David Justice's wife did some posting?

That was cool.

Anybody have suggestions as who could be next. I'm wavering between woody allen, woody williams, and david justice.

Steroid Use on this Blog?

What this blog needs is Jesus, an enema, and a tan.

Speaking of tans, I'm not going anywhere in public with you pasty, white, beavers until we all get tans. I recommend the third tanning salon from the sun.