Archive for June, 2006

Heh heh.

Thursday, June 29th, 2006

A lady picked up several items at a discount store. When she finally got up to the check-out, she learned that one of her items had no price tag. Imagine her embarrassment when the checker got on the intercom and boomed out for all the store to hear,”PRICE CHECK ON LANE THIRTEEN, TAMPAX, SUPER SIZE.” That was bad enough, but somebody at the rear of the store apparently misunderstood the word “Tampax” for “THUMBTACKS.” In a business-like tone, a voice boomed back over the intercom.”

DO YOU WANT THE KIND YOU PUSH IN WITH YOUR THUMB OR THE KIND YOU POUND IN WITH A HAMMER?”

Via News for Perverts/sxxxy.org

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Blogged with Flock

BWAHAHAHAHA!

Friday, June 23rd, 2006

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Almost as funny as Freak slapping himself in the nuts. Almost.

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Blogged with Flock

Random Thinkings…

Thursday, June 22nd, 2006

World Cup Action….

The United States sucks at Futbol. We suck at soccer, too.

Baseball Action….

The Cubs suck at baseball. I have to blame Dusty Baker. He’s the manager, that’s his job. To take blame. I want his job, i want his head on a pike. (Unless they start winning again)

TV Show Master of Champions…..

This show sucks. All week I’ve been watchin these clips of the contortionist chick shooting a bow and arrow with her feet, and then I finally see it, and it’s pretty cool. But the show is gay. It’s much like ‘Who wants to be a millionaire” in that it takes them a whole hour to get through like, 8 questions, whereas on Jeopardy, you get 61 questions in 30 minutes. They COULD’VE filled this show with all the amazing feats shown to us in the ad spots, but instead, they millionaire it. GAY. And why they gotta have a ditzy cunt-rag on every show now who has very important opinions but couldn’t articulate her point if her life depended on it?

Blogging…..

Why the hell is it so hard to make the time to do this stuff? I know there are Cats out there who be doin this shit religious-like, ereday and junk, but I can’t get motivated. The only thing that keeps me goin is the hope that my discoverer lies in wait out there, just moments away from making me a household name for my wit and excellent sense of comedic timing. (I’ll also need to become quite wealthy, as well.)

RollerSkating Rinks……

Went with the kid to her School Skate-Nite tonight. Ugh. They had 2 snot-nosed little bitches workin the snackbar, slower than a Freak Blog Post. I waited in this fucking line for 15 minutes, and when I finally reach the head, I am told that the pizza won’t be ready for another 15 minutes, and I’ll have to wait in line again? FUCK THAT. I told the little shit that I would be visiting her right up front here art her register just as soon as the pizza comes out the oven, and that she would be presenting me with a slice like I was humanitarian of the fucking year. Do something! What!

Dumb Jokes…..

A Priest, a Minister and a Rabbi walk into a bar. Bartender says, “What is this, a Joke?”

Sex Tips…..

When your girl, who likes to be slapped and spanked on the ass during, is straddled atop you, grinding on your junk, the slapping of said ass may NOT be advisable. I was doing this the other day, and due to the limited visibility, managed to SLAP MYSELF IN THE SACK. Needless to say the sex was postponed. Please, please people, don’t make my mistakes. Learn from your old Uncle Freak. The flaming belly trick is one of the WORST obstacles on the road to orgasm.

Books….

More specifically, Haunted, by Chuck Palahniuk. I’ve only just begun, but lemme tell ya, read the one about the boy who puts a thin peice of wax into his urethra whilst jerkin it, to heighten climax, only to have it work down too far and get stuck in his bladder. Or the one about a boy who liked to jack it at the bottom of his pool while sitting on the pump inlet, so it will suck at his ass, who then gets stuck one day, and tries to swim to the surface, and prolapses his anus and then has to chew off his large intestine to reach the air and breath again. Dude. The Man has pushed the envelope once again. Dude.

Anyhow, as always I hope my words have been of some comfort, and if they are nnot, you are invited to jam a wax stick in your peehole, eh?

XOXO

~FreAk

Woowoo! Kari Byron in FHM!

Thursday, June 8th, 2006

Hot, nerdy, and likes to blow shit up. I am so in love.

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How NOT to steal a SideKick.

Thursday, June 8th, 2006

Wow. I am always amazed at the stupidity of people. Go be amazed yourself.

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Maybe this will convince him.

Tuesday, June 6th, 2006

Freak and I argue about movies and television. Sometimes he’s right (Boondock Saints, Napoleon Dynamite), sometimes he’s an utter fucking moron (Starship Troopers. I don’t need a second example). There are films we both enjoy (Fight Club, Pulp Fiction, The Princess Bride) and films that we don’t share (I love pretty much anything Terry Gilliam has ever made and Freak…doesn’t. Recall the utter fucking moron remark).

Where I get really irritated with him though is with recommendations. Here’s how it goes: he recommends something to me, often times bringing it over for TJ and I (his DVD collection is much more prodigious than mine. But I have four Macs in the house. Priorities.). I watch the film. Usually I enjoy it, sometimes I tell him he’s an utter fucking moron. On the whole, it works.

Until it comes time for me to recommend something to him.

I can think of exactly one film I have recommended to him that he actually watched. That was The Fisher King. He hated it. Refused to watch Firefly. Devoured Lost whole (but only after everyone else in the fucking universe recommended it to him, never mind little old me.) and just last week returned Battlestar Galactica to me, unwatched.

Unwatched!

I’m starting to think the boy possesses a peculiar sort of blindness when it comes to science fiction, not unlike being tone deaf. Loves Starship Troopers and—shudderTotal Recall, but won’t watch Firefly or Galactica.

Well, this might bring him around: Freak’s a big South Park fan (not me, I have little tolerance for scatological humor) so maybe, just maybe, he’ll give it another chance now that Galactica has won a Peabody award. And if that doesn’t do it, maybe knowing that Parker and Stone are fans (oh yeah, they won a Peabody too) will convince him to give it another try.

If that doesn’t do it, the boy’s beyond hope. S’all I can say.

Saw it first on Sci-fi.com, but Harry gets a nod for blogging it before I did.

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