Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Holy Fuck-A-Moly...

...things are getting away from me and I wasn't even aware of it.









  • Seems the king of heat was on Capital Hill today instead of the hill in Yankee stadium. Seems some chump is accusing him of doping or some such thing. I ain't no baseball fan. Was when I was a kid. Ain't a kid no more. Seems said chump did, in fact, inject his wife. With HGH. Doesn't appear to me she needed any help of any kind, but, ya see kids, here's the point. People in high places that make lots of cash and are in the public eye all the time want to stay there. FOREVER. So they do things. Just the way it is. I prefer to stay in my hole and hide myself from the light of day. I will say this, however, that is not the body of someone that just sits on their ass all day long, but nor is it the body of someone that works out for an hour a day.

  • Seems a beagle won the best in show at the WMKC. A fucking beagle!! I have nothing against dogs. Seems to me that some people pour a lot of money into raising and breeding them. Don't see the point. A mutt to me is as good as a pedigree. Same with wine. Some people won't drink a bottle that costs less than $100. That would scare me, knowing I'm just gonna piss it out. I'll stick with my cheap ass shit. Beagles have an annoying way about them with that howling they do. I'd shoot the fucker, but that's just me.

  • For the first time in my life I have a part in my hair. I'm trying to grow it out so I can wear it the way I did way back when, but it is very uncooperative. I look like a little boy with an old man's face. Lucky for me I don't really give a shit.

  • Someone hijacked the site and will prolly do it again. So what. It's just a blog.





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Sunday, February 10, 2008

Well Damn...


...I reckon ya just can't fight Mother Nature.



As men, try as we may, there ain't no talking to the wimmin' folk. Especially when they get shit in their head. Ya see these body parts? They rule the world. Funny how that is. I'm not particularly fond of them. I prefer the parts that reside in the Northern hemisphere.

Point? Don't have one. The way women think is so fucked up that if we had any sense we'd drown ourselves in a vat of wine. GOOD idea!!!

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Saturday, February 09, 2008

Well, Politics Isn't All About Issues..

...nor should it be. I am neither a Republican nor a Dimocrat. Nor an Independent. I am a neuph. Don't ask. You'll figure it out. I don't really care what the candidates spew about their agendas. They'll all fall aside if they get elected. I enjoy watching their constituents make their cases as to why their candidate should be elected.




You may think I like politics. I don't. I haven't voted in 30 years. I like watching. Most people find Ms. Coulter nothing more than an Adams Apple. I've always found her attractive, more so for her synapses than her long neck and fingers. But imagine what those things could do. But it seems she has decided to up the bounty some, if'n ya know what I mean. Now I have to pay attention to her because not only has she vowed NOT to vote for McCain, but she seems to have either got her some new puppies or a new brassiere. I hope it's the latter. Fake titties suck, especially in politics. But, DAMN, I can dream, can't I.

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Blogged, I Have Not...


...and for good reason.



I've been trying to clean up the shit in my life, but much to my dismay, it ain't working. Hard as I try to make my life 'Clorox' clean, it just isn't in the bottle. I could go "Green", I suppose, but that's counter-intuitive. My psyche has been poisoned by forces that I can't expunge. What to do, what to do? I thought I'd get over my titty fixation by concentrating on different parts on the female anatomy. Did that work? A resounding NO!!! So I resigned myself to the fact that I'd be a eunuch for the rest of my life. But the thought of that made my loins hurt in anger, and they suddenly reared their ugly head and gave me a glimpse of what used to be. But, alas, there is no one here to share the fruits of my labor.

So I will carry on as a pale shadow of what I once was, knowing that I can't recover that which I once had. But hey, it seems the Babs and the ambulance guy are still together, despite my claim they wouldn't be. I'm forlorn by that outcome. Not that I was wrong in my prediction, but because someone else got to see her nipples before I did. Ya see how this pitiful excuse for grey matter works? I just had to take five Wellbutrin to calm myself down.

I suppose it is what it is, but I don't much care for it. I'd rather not be so misogynistic, but what's one to do? Ah well, what the hell. Let's see where this shit takes us, shall we Cross Eyed Mary?

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HMMM...Maybe It's Karma...



It may take me awhile to get into the swing of this forsaken form of communication. But let's see what happens...



Hello Old Friend
by Eric Clapton

As I am strolling down the garden path,
I saw a flower glowing in the dark.
It looked so pretty and it was unique;
I had to bend down just to have a peek.

Hello old friend,
It's really good to see you once again.
Hello old friend,
It's really good to see you once again.

I saw you walking underneath the stars;
I couldn't stop 'cause I was in a car.
I'm sure the distance wouldn't be too far
If I got out and walked to where you are.

Chorus

An old man passed me on the street today;
I thought I knew him but I couldn't say.
I stopped to think if I could place his frame.
When he tipped his hat I knew his name.


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