Boo!

Last year we gave away 12 pounds of candy. The year before that, we bought bags and bags of fruit roll-ups to pass out. All our friends warned us that if we didn't give out something more candy-ish we were going to get egged. Well, guess what? All they wanted were the fruit roll-ups! They wouldn't even touch the Snickers or the Butterfingers.
Now I can't even find them anywhere. Bummer. I guess the kids will just have to make due with all that leftover Krackel.

It's A Shirtless Post

Yesterday was a huge day for me. The hits went through the roof so I've decided to gift all of you with one of the more popular themes from Twunty blogging of yore- half naked hockey players! It's my way of thanking all of you for reading. (as if I needed a reason to post hot men, sheesh). So, happy opening day, everybody. Go Pens!


Many more after the jump!

Real Housewives of Atlanta: The Emperor's Old Clothes

Hello fellow Fuck Sluts! I'm back and happy as a clam to be recapping those gloriously hot and messy Atlanta hos! And we've got a new ho, and another on the way! The reality Gods are smiling down on us. Oh, wait. That's Miss Andy, grinning maniacally in his wine sipping chair. What I wouldn't give to whack him with one. Dude is seriously off his rocker, but that's a topic for another day. On to the hos!

Trippy Projection Onto A Building

Smoke 'em if you've got 'em.

Cigar Guy Is Everyone. Cigar Guy Is YOU

Maybe you heard that Tiger hit a shot at this weekend's Ryder Cup that hit a photographer for The Daily Fail. The guy got the perfect shot of the golf ball coming right at his face. Heroic, I tell you, and not the first time Tiger has unexpectedly launched balls at anyone.

I know. Don't beat me.

Anyhoo, look at the goof with the cigar. As you can guess, someone got a hold of photoshop and the results are a Reddit sensation.

Sadly, cigar dude couldn't save Tiger and the U.S. lost to Europe by one stinking point. Cheaters.

And yes, everyone and their whore of a mother has posted this, along with their own version of the ball joke. If anyone asks, I thought of mine first.