Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Saturday, October 3, 2009
Dude. Teach me.
My putting has been less than stellar lately so to see an instructor make one from 200 feet makes me want to throw my clubs in Lake Erie.
Also, why does every damn item in golf that someone decided to make pink have to have a freaking breast cancer ribbon on it? I like pink. No, I love pink but I don't want to look like I just got back from a Walk-A-Thon or a Breast Cancer Awareness charity golf tournament.
Uh oh. Now I've done it. Watch me get breast cancer now. Fuck it. If the doctor has to chop them off it'll just improve my game because they won't get in the way anymore. So there.
Also, why does every damn item in golf that someone decided to make pink have to have a freaking breast cancer ribbon on it? I like pink. No, I love pink but I don't want to look like I just got back from a Walk-A-Thon or a Breast Cancer Awareness charity golf tournament.
Uh oh. Now I've done it. Watch me get breast cancer now. Fuck it. If the doctor has to chop them off it'll just improve my game because they won't get in the way anymore. So there.
Blob On Board
I've been lazy lately on this blog, mostly posting videos. As soon as the weather gets shitty again (I'm in Ohio so it shouldn't be too long) I promise to post more than the latest crap from youtube. Until then, fat guy does split, gets hernia- yay!
Friday, October 2, 2009
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Paranormal Activity Trailer
This looks like some crazy scary Blair Witch type shite so I have to go see it.
And just in time for Halloween, my favorite holiday.
And just in time for Halloween, my favorite holiday.
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Too Cute Not To Post
Rammstein porn, then babies. I have very diverse interests, obviously.
Found at ONTD.
Found at ONTD.
Friday, September 25, 2009
Keepin' it Klassy, Part X



Oh Pammy, how I have missed you. I was just remarking to myself the other day that it had been unconscionably long since I had seen hide or hair of your magnificent trashitude. Sigh. All it took was a knight in shining armor named Richie Rich to bring your inflated bosoms and deflated tushie out to play. I read that this was a fashion show and that you are on a runway. So, I ask you, where are the damn clothes?!?
You Will Die
Your ears will, anyway. As soon as they hear the first notes they are going to quit that bitch. I ain't lying.
Are You Paying Me In Coke Or Meth? I Can't Remember.
Formula 1 is not NASCAR, you dumb bitch.
And step away from the drugs. You are in Singapore. They do not fuck around over there.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Posh Will Be Buying These In 5, 4, 3, ......

These are the new Maison Martin Margiela glass slippers that retail for $2,580. You are not supposed to really wear them, right? I assume that it's all about marketing, appealing to the idiot Cinderella complex that lurks in some women's hearts and minds.
If they are indeed made of glass, wouldn't they be in danger of chipping, breaking and cutting your precious tootsies? No owie on the foot is worth that amount of money. When all is said and done they're probably just very expensive bookends. That's my theory anyway.
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