Monday, December 31, 2007
Good Luck
The new job is working out fine, Jolly is starting school in Jan. and Napoleon is as crazy as ever. Hope to hang out with you basterds sometime in this coming year!
Have a good one!
Go Michigan! Go Hawaii! Go Buckeyes!! (Pretty much anybody playing against the SEC)
Hopefully my canes pull their heads out of their butts and play some good football in '08
Saturday, December 22, 2007
Kaiser's #1
Friday, December 21, 2007
Who is on the list??
O hai guyz
This is a tale explaining the manner in which My way of life was rotated along a Y axis until it reached a position roughly 180 degrees from that which it started. If I could have 60 seconds of your time, simply place your posterior in the selected location And I will relate to you the details of how I was made the male monarch of the district of the City of Los Angeles, California commonly referred to as Bel-Air (coordinates 34.08333 -118.44778).
In the western region of the “City of Brotherly Love” known as Philadelphia my mother expelled me from her womb and indeed that is also where I spent my childhood in my mother’s care. The majority of my time was spent in a recreational area containing such diversions as a jungle gym, swing set, sand box, etc. I was typically at the height of leisure while frequently at a temperature slightly below what might be considered standard room temperature.
Outside of my educational institution I was engaging in a game of basketball with some of my friends When a couple of gentlemen who seemed to be of the disposition to cause a great deal of mischief Began causing a great deal of chaos and disharmony in the area in which I lived. I was involved in one rather small bout of fisticuffs after which my mother became concerned for my general safety and well-being And she informed me that I would be moving in with her sister and her sister’s husband in the previously mentioned community of Bel-Air. I implored my mother to relent approximately 24-48 hours ago, Yet she gathered my belongings in a somewhat flat, rectangular shaped piece of luggage and expelled me from her presence.
She placed her lips upon my cheek in an affectionate manner and handed me a pre-purchased pass for public transportation. I placed the headphones for my personal music system into my ears and verbalized the idea that I may as well impact this situation with my foot. Traveling in the highest available level of comfort, this is indeed an unfortunate situation (although I make this statement with some irony) Consuming the juices obtained by the squeezing of the fruit of a Citrus sinensis from a piece of glass stemware commonly reserved for the sipping of sparkling wine originating from the Champagne region of France. I pause to wonder if this is indeed how the residents of the admittedly upper-class neighborhood of Bel-Air commonly live. Indeed I find this situation may be rather to my enjoyment.
I puckered my lips and exhaled forcefully to produce a shrill note in order to gain the attention of a taxicab driver, and as the driver approached I observed his California vanity plate which in place of the traditional jumble of alpha-numeric characters, used only the letters F, R, E, S, and H, spelling out the word “fresh” and from his rearview mirror dangled a pair of oversized, fur-covered cubes decorated to look like the six-sided dice commonly used in gambling and board games. In such a situation I could have made a statement about the unusualness of this particular taxicab to the point of it being nearly unique. Instead I cogitatively decided against it and instead informed the driver that he should deliver me to what was to become my new home in the community of Bel-Air.
We pulled up to a large domicile sometime between the hours of 7 and 8 o’clock, and in a loud tone of voice I informed the cab driver that at some undetermined point in the future I would again detect his odor through my sense of olfaction. I gazed about the region of land that I was destined to rule, reflecting on my arrival Where I would claim my rightful place upon the throne, from which I would govern the community of Bel-Air.
Friday, December 14, 2007
Hail to the Kings
Roger Maris and Hank Aaron, the real home run kings. Maris for hitting the most in a season, and Aaron for hitting the most in a career. Bonds, McGuire, and Sosa are now forever damned after being implicated in Senator Mitchell's steroid and substance abuse report. Jose Canseco was ridiculed after publishing a book about all these players and more, including Alex Rodriguez, who wasnt mentioned in the report. Looks like Baseball owes Canseco an apology, afterall, he may have saved the names of future kick ass ball players from humiliation by kickstarting this little war on "the cream".
Long story short, Bonds is going to hell for lying under oath, McGuire is just a failure for losing the steroid homerun record to bonds, and Sammy Sosa should be let off the hook. Not because he's innocent, but because he couldnt beat either Bonds or McGuire while juicing and corking his bat at the same time. That alone, if made public, would be enough shame for any slugger of his size.
Thursday, December 13, 2007
future
http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20071214/ap_on_sc/japan_fearless_mouse
Researchers Clone Fluorescent Cats
http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,316592,00.html
And this is the shit thats on the news, who knows what wierd shit is out there and not reported......Makes you think!
Damn yOu! BullDyke!
Yes that’s right, fellow NightOwls beware of the Bull Dyke! It is you typical pumpkin shaped woman with short spiked up hair, who loves nothing but a good carpet to munch on. Today at the park as Jolly and I took our newest addition (Napoleon), and we can across a large flock of Bull Dikes yelling and hanging out near the playground.
Why do these people exist? Who needs them? I see them walking around pretending to have a set of balls, with their little leather jackets and their diet coke, and I’m sorry….I just want to smack them back into reality.....I know that probably doesn’t sound right…but I don’t give a shit.
Death to all Bull Dykes!
So I mixed a picture of Fez with a BullDyke and this was the result! Pretty Scary!
Sunday, December 9, 2007
Where's your god now?
I'm not going to start talking shit about people's religion here, so calm down. I just want to say, that its about time to knock off the "I'm so blessed" garbage after football games. You never hear anyone say "I was so blessed to have my leg crushed and get blown out today". Well if god was helping you during the wins, what do you say when you get your head shoved up your ass?
Look fucker. If god's around he's got bigger things to worry about than you not throwing 5 interceptions and blowing your chances at the playoffs. So stop throwing it in the other team's face that you think he loves you more when you win.
So where's god now? He's wondering why you dont stop putting things on his shoulders and accept responsibility for being a shitbag quarterback.
Saturday, December 8, 2007
It is what it is! Part 2
Thursday, December 6, 2007
Proof
Hatery
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
Fuck Tolerance
1. Fat Love
Ok, so your fat significant other has gotten off the plane to visit or come back to you. Now you want to smash your chins and guts together while making out in the terminal in front of hundreds of people. knock it off. I realize you wont be getting intimate during your weekend vacation at the cheesecake factory, but for christ sake at least wait until you get to the parking garage to use up all your energy.
2. Snowboots
Why the hell are women walking around in snowboots in phoenix. Why the hell are you wearing snowboots at all?
3. Yammering Bitch and Jaded Moron
A guy sits next to a nice looking chick on the airplane. Naturally he loses control and his primordial brain thinks he has a shot at her. He says something like, "so where ya headed." Mistake one, you already know where shes headed asshole; to the next city, and then away from you. Mistake two, you've now opened a window for this broad to run her fuckin mouth for the entire flight, making it impossible for anyone within 6 rows to sleep or think, instead of using all their concentration trying to not hear her stories about nothing.
4. Gay Attendant
Look dude, I'm sorry you ended up handing out pretzels and headphones for some dumbass movie. That doesnt mean you have to walk around the plane the whole time fucking with people. Telling them to put their seatbelt on here, hawking your god damn snackbox there. Yeah thanks for that 5$ box of lemon cookies and hippie crackers with the fucked up organic cheesespread. (I bought one, but i was starving god damn it.)
5. Businessman
My all time most hated. The guy with the black wall street coat and the briefcase stuffed with a laptop and his "papers". Before the flight, this guy will yell into his cell phone about real estate to making copies of shit to whatever 5 star hotel he'll be staying at on his companiy's dime. Thanks a lot asshole, but since you've informed everyone at the gate that you personally think youre a bigshot, let me inform you that nobody gives a flying rat's hemmoroid covered ass. By the way, buying first class tickets on an intercontinental flight not only makes you look like a complete shit head, its also the biggest waste of money you could have made on your trip. And dont give me that look when I buy the snackbox dickweed, not all of us can live off of Marriot continental breakfasts and starbucks you yuppie faggot.
Monday, December 3, 2007
BCS: Bullshit Championship Series
They lost that one.
Their biggest home win was Virginia Tech, in Week 2, when half of the Hokies team was still under suspicion of mass murder. Since when in college football does a win in September give you a free pass to the title game? LSU didn’t beat any team ranked higher than No. 9, And the two times they were handed the No. 1 spot for no good reason, they immediately choked it away. Yeah, that's a great resume.
Ohio State on the other hand managed to beat the living shit out of....nobody.
Youngstown State, Kent State and Akron are some first class powerhouses.
The highest ranked team they played was #23. So 3 weeks ago, Ohio State was #1, and lost to unranked Illinois, And now they get the title game by default, while Missouri, who lost to #9 Oklahoma, Is sent to the Cotton Bowl.
I'll pass on caring when the victory celebrations happen.
Friday, November 30, 2007
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Denial
Monday, November 26, 2007
MURRELLS INLET MASSACRE/Cuban-B JollyRed Merger
It is what it is!
Sunday, November 25, 2007
OVERKILL
The whole thing went down like Germany vs. Poland in WWII. Sorry Jolly Red, but your hometown never had a chance, and needs a major ego check among its "finest" of so called drinkers. Out of the smoke and fire came a guest appearance from the mighty Gunny T, and a possible new Nightowl, provided she completes the checklist, and the captaincy decides to void some requirements in favor of true drinking excellence. Oh, and there was a wedding.
In short, Murrell's Inlet was in the wrong place at the wrong time. Another time, and with fewer Nightowls and family, maybe it could have put up a fight, but it wasnt to be on this occasion.
R.I.P. Murrell's Inlet.
Saturday, November 17, 2007
One of THOSE nights!!!!
Well it happened, after a night of drinking heavily... all free. I went to olivia's for the first time. As sad as it is, i was asking for a ride back to the barracks. And somehow we ended up there. I didn't complain... For once again i was drunkicus fantastic... (if this story doesn't make sense... fuck ya).... anyways. Saw such folks as Tubaugh, Goff, Jay, Oliver, Dawes and jumonville. These are the people that actually choose to go to this place. I only went so i could keep drinking. And i did. Some fag kept hitting on me, i wouldn't give any bitches money, i puked in the parking lot. And use my arrive alive card, and now i need to go pick up my card. Fucking christ i am drunk still. I don't remember all. But that is a good portion. Laterz
fez
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
WOOHOOO
fez
Monday, November 12, 2007
Hotel
here is the number
(843) 651-2550
Because i am not playing warcraft
Get to posting
fez
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
Vegas...unconquerable.
Only thing i can say, is we need to hit this place in force, Las Vegas not only accepts go big applicants.. but demands it.
Friday, November 2, 2007
This Weekned
Lets call them...
#4 Arizona State Vs #5 Oregon = who wins????
.
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Pats Vs Colts=??
I'm thinking Oregon by 14 and the Pats by 6
Thursday, November 1, 2007
Conversion
Monday, October 29, 2007
Fire This Fucker
As if all that werent enough, every time the names Peyton Manning, Tom Brady, or especially Brett Favre are mentioned, his eyes light up like an anime J-Pop fanboy, and suddenly he can't fit enough dick in his mouth.
The only thing sparing the mute button a thorough smashing is that Jaws and Mike Tirico have somehow tuned this guy out, and totally ignore his amateur attempts at humor. Please MNF, anyone would be better than Kornholer. Its time for a Suzy Kolber promotion to the booth; at least she has some credibility and reasoning for wanting to suck QB's dicks.
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
Tragedy? or....
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
Well we are back
Better dead than red
fez
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
New Nightowls
dot dot dot
dot
20 Reasons why I hate everything....
Monday, October 15, 2007
A Tragedy
The first words out of his mouth to me were….
Where is Kaiser?
See you homo’s are meant for each other! Let the drinking begin
Sunday, October 14, 2007
Seattle supports katrina victims
Chins Namath Junior
Saturday, October 6, 2007
Gerber and Ira
Friday, October 5, 2007
Count down to liver D-day
Thursday, October 4, 2007
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
Steroids For Jed
Sunday, September 30, 2007
DoomsDay Sat
Yesterdays games only proves that college ball is so much more exciting!
Go Canes!!
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
some bullshit.
Fuck
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Monday, September 17, 2007
New Prospect
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
2 1/2 hours of WHAT THE FUCK
Plot:
Brad Pitt and his wife are in Morocco, a run down 3rd world country in africa. Why? Well, you never really know. They might be tourists, volunteers for...something, or whatever. The point is, theyre in Morocco. and while theyre on a bus, the wife gets shot by some kids who are playing with their dad's new hunting rifle.
Sub Plot:
There is a deaf girl in Japan who cant get laid, so she exposes herself to guys at restaurants, and again to more guys at a park. They give her and her friend whiskey and X, and they go partying all night. The guy chooses to go nail her friend, so she gets depressed and calls the cops on her dad....
Sub Plot 2:
Brad Pitt's kids have a mexican nanny, who cant get someone else to look after them the day of her son's wedding. So why not take them to Mexico with her! The mexicans have a great time getting fucked up and shooting pistols into the sky, and were even nice enough to provide the nanny with a drunk driver to take her and the kids home. then they run from the cops.
Conclusion:
So how the fuck does this all tie together? The kids were only in it because they belonged to Brad Pitt and his wife. nothing else had anything to do with the parents part in the movie.
And what in the hell could a sexually frustrated japanese raver have to do with them? Absolutely nothing. In the last 5 minutes, a cop comes to ask her dad some questions about a rifle that was used to shoot an american in Morocco. He says, "yeah I gave that rifle to a guy over there". The cop says "Ok".
The End.
Friday, September 7, 2007
Monday, September 3, 2007
Saturday, September 1, 2007
What!?
Monday, August 27, 2007
Extreme Odium
Let me commence by revealing to you all that everything is still horribly appalling here. Paris (A.K.A Time Vampire) does not seem to be slowing down with his unremitting attacks on everyone who is doing something erroneous! (Yea that’s EVERYONE). I am repentant for not dropping any more postings since July, you all have no idea how ghastly things have become out here. Wow those were some high speed words I used…I’m spent…….who said Cuba doesn’t have a good education system! And why do people insist on using words like that anyway? Do should just approach the person they are trying to speak too and say,”Yeah I’m way smarter than you!”, “Now go cut my lawn!”
On a good note…Meso the Parrot (uncanny ability to repeat any words within 300yards) will be departing in a couple of days….So Fez and Vin you have that to look forward too…
I just realized that this whole posting was so negative…..Wow Vin I guess you are right…it great being an asshole
This weeks Safety message: It is never a good idea to have a gasoline fight.
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
New Year's
and by the way the period key doesn't fucking work on this overused, creaky ass piece of fucking garabarge key board, i am tempted to break it against the computer monitor,
fuck it, comma, the new period,
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
I have a dream
Speaking of checks in the blocks, how about a chick with no arms AND no legs. I am not talking just a torso, hell she could have some nubs. Could I indeed go through with it, and if so could I keep a straightface. These are the questions that plague me. I believe indeed I could,and no matter how chubby she is, she has to be pretty damn light.
I do have to go with a sober no with a bearded chick followed with a drunk maybe. If she had a really hot body, I might be able to focus on that,but it would be tough, there would be no kissing at all(and I justshivered at the thought of kissing a chick with a beard).
Now this last one I have thought long and hard about; Siamese twins... I mean it is a given, especially if they are hot. They can't be freakishly deformed, I am talking like maybe some connection in the stomach area, like if they shared a spleen I would be alright with that. Of course you would have to bang the sister, and I don't think they would be that mad, cuz if you can share a kidney, you can share some cock. Plus I am a big guy, there is plenty to go around.
So nightowls, I pose this question to you, what is the weirdest you would or wouldn't, how far is to far.
This message brought to you by the church of jesus Christ of latter daysaints.
Monday, August 20, 2007
Friday, August 17, 2007
Attention NightOwls
Monday, August 13, 2007
Dirka Dirka Muhammad Jihad
Sunday, August 12, 2007
Forget Black Coaches, Fix Yourselves
A Good portion of them claim that the team is what matter most, while they happily take huge contracts from basement teams to leave behind the franchise they just won a super bowl with. Sound familiar Antwon Randle El? No longer do kids pretend to be Jerry Rice or Terrell Davis when they line up for flag football games. Now they want to be Deion Sanders, and strut around the field like a combination of 50 Cent and Shannon Sharpe. By the time those kids make it to the NFL, there may be NFL sections in music stores for players to flame each other on their Gangsta CD's, and the Glock will be an official sponsor of the Cincinnati Bengals. Forget about teaching kids values by trumpeting the greatness of black coaches. How about using a vehicle they care about to get the message across. Maybe if players like Terrell Owens could stop whining everytime they or a teammate drops the ball, or Chad Johnson hands the ball to the ref after a great touchdown play, kids and future players would be a little bit less fucked up on their priorities.
Saturday, August 11, 2007
Everyone die?
Patiently waiting for the world to cease spinning
Fez
Friday, August 10, 2007
Indianapolis at Dallas
Ok so I gave in…I am making a post.
I don’t know about everyone else but I am about tired of nothing being on the TV. Well today might be a change for once. As you should know I don’t have cable, so anything interesting on the TV would be a nice change. Tonight the Indianapolis at Dallas game will be my salvation from wheel of fortune and Jeopardy. Pathetic…I know.
Sunday, August 5, 2007
FOOTBALL!!
Saturday, July 28, 2007
Internet cafe and the advice guy
But seriously, i would like to rant about the assfuck that i want to choke. This person is in every gym you go to. The guy who has to tell you about how your doing your exercise wrong. I call him adviceguy. I would love to throw a 25lb dumbell through his fucking teeth. I don't give a fuck how many times he has janked his crank to arnold's books, i don't want some sweaty dude telling how to work out correctly, that's what pain is for. If it hurts real bad, i am doing it wrong. God already put that sensor in. So before you decide to be this guy in the gym, think about how much you hate the advice guy, and keep your mouth shut.
Friday, July 27, 2007
A new post
Saturday, July 21, 2007
Would you rather be doing this?
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
UAV EXPO
Hotel cost around $179 for one night. Registration fee is $50. Kaiser your flight will cost you about $556. You can’t tell me that you already burned all your EAS money on beer. All you need to do is pay for the flight I’ll pick you up and cover the hotel. Mo how about you? If no one wants to go I won’t go, so someone man up and go to this thing with me!
Monday, July 16, 2007
Watch Out!
Saturday, July 14, 2007
WTF BOBBY!
Alright I’m done with my senseless rant…
Oh yeah once you think life could not get any more miserable out here……meso arrives here
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
Blown Chance
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
Sunday, July 8, 2007
Thursday, July 5, 2007
Last post from a country with Alcohol Purchasing stations
Since Cubano didn't answer my question he is now at our mercy. We need to plan a bachelor party for him and not drinking at his house and passing out. Something to remember.
See you bitches in Iraq.
Wednesday, July 4, 2007
discussion topic
Tuesday, July 3, 2007
Little K
life after USMC
WTF Kaiser?
Monday, July 2, 2007
Sunday, July 1, 2007
Sex symbol? bullshit.
Saturday, June 30, 2007
Scip Scapidido dap, Woda Woca
Whos dick was so long he could suck it
he did, and it was fucking disgusting.
Friday, June 29, 2007
Our Hero Pays A Visit...
Thursday, June 28, 2007
Check this out
here is the link:
http://uav.navair.navy.mil/
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Saturday, June 23, 2007
Those Crazy Bastards
Friday, June 22, 2007
Coffee Wench
Dam you Wooly.
Thursday, June 21, 2007
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
proposed nightowl song
Q & A
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Monday, June 18, 2007
I'm here damnit
OWLS!
Mongo what’s the deal? Are you going on ship or to the desert, I hear we got two guys from Insitu land coming over here…
Vin, sorry to hear your coming out..oh well…at least you can get some extra cash right..
Things here at the “Hub” have been alright, I’m sure most of you heard about the recent promotion of banjo..it was quite comical. Other than that it has been ground hog day here every freaking day..Good thing it’s my last trip!
In regards to the 24th of November, I have called off the wedding……
okay jk…jolly calm down..lol Actually what I wanted to remind you all, was that since thanksgiving is on the 22nd, I can foresee it being an issue with some of you. If so just give me a shout out and it will be cool. Well that’s it, I’m with Fez on the fact it’s a royal pita to get into the blog thru the nipr…but I’m glad to hear you’re all alive and bitching! See you all later
-out
Go Big?
Our Beloved Title Box...
Missing
Sunday, June 17, 2007
damn it all
Saturday, June 16, 2007
Updates?
Friday, June 15, 2007
This was actually online!
http://www.wineontheweb.com/news/Night_Owl_/night_owl_.html
Who is this Kinberly? Where do we find her?
Thursday, June 14, 2007
3000
Link List
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
Injustice
Counterfire Dead
PS: Slake is a faggot, and I'm making a new sports blog. It will focus on flaming the worst teams in sports, worst players, worst coaches, worst fans, you get the idea.
Hurt the one you fuck
Rocky?
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Days of '49: June 10-15 - Greybull, WY
Also, what kind of bullshit is happening in the desert castle? any KungFu? Crashes? Need any mail?
Sunday, June 10, 2007
Saturday, June 9, 2007
Friday, June 8, 2007
just some b.s
And fuck you for judging me you shitslapping, ass jammin skuntfucks.
Thursday, June 7, 2007
Paris "DUI" Hilton
Canada Sucks Again
Wednesday, June 6, 2007
Counterfire
Monday, June 4, 2007
Hows that Scan Eagle?
Friday, June 1, 2007
Stupid, Stupid Mike Vick
So Vick bred a bunch of dogs to have fights to the death on his property. Then he got caught. what does he do? He certainly didnt be a man and own up to what he did. Instead, he shows his pink belly and incriminates his family members, placing the blame wholly on them for things that happened at HIS house. So you have a dog breeding liscense you say? well guess what, normal dogs that are taken care of properly dont try to rip eachothers throats out. How could you expect your "family" to not narc your ass out after you made it clear you didnt care what happened to them, so long as you got away clean?
Mike Vick needs a friend now people. someone get him a puppy...wait, no, dont do that.
Thursday, May 31, 2007
White trash and Ghetto infested BALTIMORE!
In my adventures through the Mid-Atlantic states a couple of old friends relay info that there would be a FREE Papa Roach concert in Baltimore at a place known as Power Plant live a fine collection of bars and clubs that rival any other in the US of A. Heavy consumption was the goal of the night and that goal was completed with no interference. We enjoyed the concert, the "scenery" and the expensive fuckin drinks and proceeded to stumble and stagger to the car 3blocks away to beat the rest of the drunks out of the city before checkpoints and horrific gridlock sprung up. But not before some " Glen Burnie Fat Bitch Drama". Glen Burnie= a city in MD that no one wants to admit they are from but you can pick their pale, cavilier, civic or neon driving fat sloppy, krimped hair, country sounding crack whore looking ass out in any crowd. On our way to the car we stumble across some ass clown that couldn't handle his likaz and passed out by a parking meter cluthcing a McDonalds bag......Can't resist....Out comes the camera and a couple of dollars...harmless pic op. WRONG! Out of nowhere emerges this war elephant with all the characteristics I just named plus some. It demands we leave and not take the picture..we tell her to stand down and take her fuckin midol....that is whe the bitch lost her fuckin mind. The war elephant went on a rampage and threatened to destroy us all. We simply told her to go back to GLEN BURNIE and she inadvertently screamed that she was not from there( yet reaking clearly so). It continued to follow us taunting us until I gave in turned around and told her to stampede the other way making myself Ground Zero for the impending attack. I wash bum-rushed and slapped 5 FUCKIN TIMES IN THE FACE before i realized what was happening. That is when the beast had to be taken down. Grabbing one arm I tried to subdue raging whore but was then slapped with the other. I grabbed the other and Zambora tried to break free thus getting herself launched across the sidewalk onto the ground which resulted in one of her sandbag boobs popping out of her low cut moo-moo. She sprung back up as if asking for a genuine ass whooping. Fear reprisal I was dragged away but no reprisal was to be had. Funny enough her TRAINER AKA Boyfriend watched the whole thing and finally came to her rescue after the fact. He was smart enough to take her away with his mouth shut thus not getting his ass whooped although he could have prevented the whole thing. Obviously she had pissed him off earlier that night. The bad thing about it is I don't feel bad about launching her fat ass. I AM MAD BECAUSE THE WHORE MADE ME SOBER! Going big has been takin to a different level with inadvertent domestic abuse in clear view of the police who did nothing about it. Somebody put me down for 5 hrs of fun.
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
No Beer Left Behind
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Fuckin Base police
They think its funny to watch the civilians turn around in circles in the grass because they lock the side gate. Even when they know that that is where everyone and their uncle leaves to get off the base. I get paid more then you mother fuckers get over it!
Not just for the Captaincy
nonsensical facts about garbage
And speaking of gibberish, i am tired of all the beaner army people coming up to me and asking me if i know spanish. No for the millionth time i am a mexican't. I just can't and now i don't even want to learn. So thanks again pan's labrynth for making feel like a worthless piece of yufit.
Laterz
Monday, May 28, 2007
A Coherent Ramble by a Madman
OFP
Now I finally log and see that Jolly Red made a post on room accommodation for our shing-ding on the 24th. Whats up?! No wants to go?? She got Zero responses (minus crank). I'd lke to think that it was because everyone is hard at work or unable to view the blog...I hope i'm right...for many reasons that I shouldn't have to explain.
If anyone doesn't want to go anymore send me a email and I will glady take you off the list.
Cuban B OUT!
Sunday, May 27, 2007
Kyle Grooms
Friday, May 25, 2007
Posting Issues
Also, the new Monarkos & Bwaaw has been delayed due to my excusion to the 'Oming. As soon as i get back I'll work on it, and try to pump them out on a more regular schedule.
Monday, May 21, 2007
Attn: All Nightowls
Kaiser Edits: Come on JR, you know better than to post your email address!
Monday, May 14, 2007
From Animal
Posted using hatemail from George "Animal"
Pirate Down
Saturday, May 12, 2007
2 Margarita, 5 beer, 1 jaeger, 1 tequila
Thursday, May 10, 2007
Short timer’s attitude…
On a lighter note, Gunny T and I continue to ridicule the hell out of Banjo. He has been a constant center of laughter here at the site; with that cheddar filled mouth and that rag tag bobbling head. Btw it will be Capt Banjo here soon…is that idiotic or what!
So Jolly –Red is enjoying herself down in Cuban Country right now, damn wish I could be there right now. Oh yeah I watched Grandma’s Boy…holy crap was that hilarious…talk about a quote movie
Alright fellow inebriated owls…have a good one..
Cuban –B –out
*Nov. 24th – A New Meaning of Going Big-
Wednesday, May 9, 2007
Couple of things....
Saturday, May 5, 2007
We need to get Wooly on this site.
So tip back a corona, take a shot of Cabo and be glad your are not a wetback.
chimichangas for everyone,
fez
Monday, April 30, 2007
DET F is disbanded
Sunday, April 29, 2007
Fezzick and Bwaaw
The Draft!
Thursday, April 26, 2007
ENOUGH IS ENOUGH
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
Hippie convention
So last weekend I went to a Kayak festival in Charleston (Said with my southern accent). I have never seen so many hippies of all ages there! Needless to say it was hosted by Subaru, which means that their were a ton of hippie carrying Subaru's there. It was awesome! I got so much free Subaru stuff. Here is a picture of my future car (but with a turbo of course!). I also scoped out the area while I was there. With four colleges and one medical university within a 2 mile radius of Down town Charleston I say it has potential! I say we do some planning.