Good Luck

Since this is my lost post of the year; I wish you all the best of luck! Just received my DD214 last Saturday, which was great!! Sorry to rub that in, but I love the fact that everyday I have the freedom to do whatever I want.
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

Great posts everyone, way to keep the blog going
F U I'm out-

Kaiser's #1

Heres mine. Yoko Matsugane. Because nothing is better than an Asian who's built like an american, and has obscenely big (and real) funbags.

Who is on the list??

Well I just got done watching that Chuck & Larry movie, which was nothing special........HOWEVER...Jessica Biel (Right) was in it...I informed Jolly that Jessica is on my list. That if I were ever to meet her at a bar or wherever, and for un-godly reason she digs the cuban, everything would be fairgame!! So lets see who you people consider worthy of the list that your wife/Girlfriend would have to deal with! So take your time…This is your number #1…

And yes Jolly go ahead and post yours too.....but I know no one can have me beat of course

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.

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.

future

Japan scientists develop fearless mice
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!

BullDykes

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!

Had to do it.

Holy jesus, I had to post this up so everyone could see how skinny the mighty diesel P used to be.

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.

It is what it is! Part 2

Okay guys here are some new pics from the wedding; first we have a classic Vin pose; where everyone at the party knows that a drunk angry man is yelling at them-(notice the placement of the hands on the hips!). Then you see Kaiser wearing his standard issued clothing (Leather Jacket, Black Shirt, and Jeans). Fez is perfectly crashing in on a picture moment for these two girls, at the bottom left is Mario hanging out with Kaiser-who btw isn’t smiling cause he just got force fed for the 4th time that night. Lastly this picture was taken just as Vin was about to feel up my Aunt on the Dance floor, for some reason he kept calling her Rita Repulsa?

Proof

God hates us. Tooth fairy bribes kids with money... Santa toys...... Uncle Tom threatens to kill your Puppy. Now I know why catholic preists get caught..... What can they bribe kids with Jesus? Get the fuck outta here.

Hatery

Just in case anybody was wondering.... I'm extremely bored and in the need to hate. Well I couldn't think of anything current so I figured I would once again attack the scumbag fuck named T.O. Fuck you asshole and I hope you die in a fire. Yeah you failed at life football and suicide. Oh I'm just warming up

Fuck Tolerance

Since yelling at people on airplanes and at the airport would get me thrown in a cell, I'm doing it here.

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.

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For the horde!!!

BCS: Bullshit Championship Series

Everyone says LSU should be in the championship game on the basis of their tough schedule. Um, has anyone actually looked at their schedule this year? It sucked ass. Its five road games (one less road game than most of the other deserving BCS teams this year) included joke games against Tulane, a 6-6 Alabama team, and two schools from Mississippi that may or may not exist. Their hardest road game was No. 17 Kentucky.
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.