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Saturday, May 29, 2004|Thursday, May 27, 2004
A new way to remember the ABC's. Hell yeah they should teach this in school I would have never had any trouble at all. Thanks to Steve for the link who got it passed on from FRANKENBLOG. This is for the two people who read the site enjoy jerky
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213 things that you can not do in the army
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This was found on an entensity link. I have them linked, this was funny as hell.
Does this guy look like a real life pirate to anyone else.
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ARRRRRR MATEY Wednesday, May 26, 2004|Enjoy
Petition MLB to bring back Jose Lima's wife's boobies in this now cropped picture. Damn MLB spying on people just like in that Simpsons episode with Mark McGwire.
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This is what we are fighting for man. Tuesday, May 25, 2004
Everyone talked about and saw this picture. I thought I give you one more look.
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. BOOBIES Monday, May 24, 2004|
Theodaddy had this linked on the wvu site. I hadn't seen it in awhile, it looks like they added some new ones for this kid. Be prepared to wet yourself.
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Back from my trip to Atlantic City. It was a good time except for the Flyers losing Saturday night. Holla
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Saw these two people in the audience. In front of us Saturday, May 22, 2004
I'm off to Atlantic City to celebrate my 30th birthday today. See you all suckers later when I come back rich as shit.
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Friday, May 21, 2004
I stole this from my good friend Steve. his link is on the right hand side. Check out his stuff too or I will punch you in the gut the the GOOCH did to Arnold Jackson.
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A man dies and finds himself in Hell. Needless to say, he's pretty bummed about it. The Devil walks up to him and says: "Hey, man. Relax. Hell's not so bad. You like to drink?" Dead Guy: "Yeah. I love to drink." The Devil: "Well, hey! Monday, that's all we do. We drink till we puke and you don't have to worry about getting a beer belly or becoming an alcoholic 'cause you're dead, right?" Dead Guy: "Awesome!" The Devil: "Say, you like doing drugs?" Dead Guy: "Faghedaboudit!" The Devil: "Great, 'cause Tuesday is drug day. Reefers, coke, heroin, meth, you name it we got it. And you don't have to worry about OD'ing, dirty needles, AIDS, any of that shit." Dead Guy: "'Cause I'm dead! Sweet!" The Devil: "See, you're catching on already. How do you feel about Gambling?" Dead Guy: "Shit. I love to gamble." The Devil: "Well, that's good. Wednesday is gambling day and if you blow your wad, no worries. Nobody's going to strong arm you and the bank's not coming after your house. You're dead, what do you care?" Dead Guy: "This place is the best!" The Devil: "But wait, there's more! You like to smoke?" Dead Guy: "You know it, 'Zub. Mind if I call you 'Zub?" The Devil: "Not at all. Not at all. Anyway, Thursday is smoking day, and we got it all. Marlboros, Camels, Lucky Strikes, Dunhills, Cubans, whatever. And if you get cancer, who cares?!? You're dead!" Dead Guy: "It doesn't get any better than that!" The Devil: "Say...you gay?" Dead Guy: "Uh...no. No, I'm not." The Devil (winces): "Eeewww...you're not gonna like Fridays..." Thursday, May 20, 2004
JOKE TIME AGAIN.
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Passed on to me from Joe Anniversary Gifts A rich man and a poor man were discussing what they gave their wives for their anniversary. The rich man says, "I bought my wife a diamond necklace and a Mercedes Benz." Poor man asks, "Why did you buy her two gifts?" The rich man replies, "Well, in case she doesn't like the diamond necklace, she can drive her Mercedes Benz to take it back." The poor man acknowledges the rich mans answer then proceeds to tell him what he got his wife. "I got my wife a pair of flip flops and a dildo." With a confused and intrigued look, the rich man asks, "Why did you buy her those gifts?!" The poor man replies, "Well, in case she doesnt like the flip flops, she can go fuck herself." Tuesday, May 18, 2004
I was cleaning out my desk drawer today looking for a business card and I ran across this old piece of paper with this link. It still works so what the fuck, why not try it.
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Clyde sent this to me. I found it to be funny and so should you. Except for the moral cause fuck them both.
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THE ANT AND THE GRASSHOPPER OLD VERSION: The ant works hard in the withering heat all summer long, building his house and laying up supplies for the winter. The grasshopper thinks he's a fool and laughs and dances and plays the summer away. Come winter, the ant is warm and well fed. The grasshopper has no food or shelter, so he dies out in the cold. MORAL OF THE STORY: Be responsible for yourself! MODERN VERSION: The ant works hard in the withering heat all summer long, building his house and laying up supplies for the winter. The grasshopper thinks he's a fool and laughs and dances and plays the summer away. Come winter, the shivering grasshopper calls a press conference and demands to know why the ant should be allowed to be warm and well fed while others are cold and starving. CBS, NBC, and ABC show up to provide pictures of the shivering grasshopper next to a video of the ant in his comfortable home with a table filled with food. America is stunned by the sharp contrast. How can this be, that in a country of such wealth, this poor grasshopper is allowed to suffer so? Kermit the Frog appears on Oprah with the grasshopper,and everybody cries when they sing, "It's Not Easy Being Green." Jesse Jackson stages a demonstration in front of the ant's house where the news stations film the group singing, "We shall overcome." Jesse then has the group kneel down to pray to God for the grasshopper's sake. Tom Daschle & John Kerry exclaim in an interview with Peter Jennings that the ant has gotten rich off the back of the grasshopper, and both call for an immediate tax hike on the ant to make him pay his "fair share." Finally, the EEOC drafts the "Economic Equity and Anti-Grasshopper Act," retroactive to the beginning of the summer. The ant is fined for failing to hire a proportionate number of green bugs and, having nothing left to pay his retroactive taxes, his home is confiscated by the government. Hillary gets her old law firm to represent the grasshopper in a defamation suit against the ant, and the case is tried before a panel of federal judges that Bill appointed from a list of single-parent welfare recipients. The ant loses the case. The story ends as we see the grasshopper finishing up the last bits of the ant's food while the government house he is in, which just happens to be the ant's old house, crumbles around him because he doesn't maintain it. The ant has disappeared in the snow. The grasshopper is found dead in a drug related incident and the house, now abandoned, is taken over by a gang of spiders who terrorize the once peaceful neighborhood. MORAL OF THE STORY: Don't vote for the Poodle (The poodle is John Kerry, he's french, gets $1000 haircuts, and is accompanied and kept by rich women). Monday, May 17, 2004|Friday, May 14, 2004|
I hate those web hijacker things. I got caught once with a version of one. I smacked that fucker around with a little ad-aware and spy sweeper. Those people can suck it. This poor bastard though had major problems with this shit. Don't know how honest he is
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The Joys of alcohol. I don't think I have ever heard s tory like this one.
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Clyde passed this photo along to me.
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RIP . Thursday, May 13, 2004|Wednesday, May 12, 2004
This was pretty funny. Kellen Winslow entered the NFL and he hired these two brothers as his agent, these guys are suppose to be total pricks, so they will get along well with Kellen.
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Tuesday, May 11, 2004
Picture found at spitcircle link
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I mean come on now, who in their right freakin mind doesn't love a mullet and we ain't talking about fish baby
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Wait until you see this cause if you play around with it, you will probably burn in hell. See you all there
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JIMMY!!!!
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Man I love South Park, this is the episode where the handicap kid does steroids to win the Special Olympics. While on roids, he goes into roid rage. > Monday, May 10, 2004
Another Anti Spam site from politicssuck link. This one is the old fake name Heywood Jablowme, kind of like Peter Goesinya. Use this address when you don't want shit sent to you
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This site was posted on the politicssuck link I have. This is fucking great man. Spam and more SPam. Fucking Spammers, I have about nine email addresses and each time I find spam in one of them. Some I haven't even used the email publicly. What the fuck is that all about. Uppity bitches
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I have never been one to watch the show Survivor, but last night the boy was sleeping in our room and my wife was taping the show for her mother, so it was either watch that or nothing. I saw a lot of the last season of Survivor due to two characters, the white/blonde hair dude John & fat loveable Rupert. John was a total dick on the show, the kind of guy you love to hate. Rupert was just the opposite, big & fat like a teddy bear.
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So last night it get down to four people, with fat loveble Rupert being one of them. The guy looks like he has been following the Dead around for his entire life. Like my brother said to me "it looks like Rupert has been stealing his stash of drugs and booze" since he is a drug & alcohol counselor. But anyways my man had a chance to win big bucks last night but some women screwed him over. Poor bastard, you just want this guy to win some cash, so MArk Burnett the genius cooks up this thing where America gets to vote on who will win $1,000,000.00. Fucking Rupert should win this thing in a landslide. You fuckers better vote for this fat loveable man or you will all go to HELL. Friday, May 07, 2004|Thursday, May 06, 2004| |
Steve had this on his site at one time, I forgot about it until today when it jumped back into the head. Engrish, a cross of English & Japanese to English translation. All good in the hood
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Wednesday, May 05, 2004
I found this link from Apechild, it is funny as shit. read it to pee your pants
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I have seen this link on about ten sites now, so fuck it I am adding here also.
Why the fuck can't people leave Pat Tillman alone like he wanted.
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I can't believe that competitive eating is really a sport now. This guys is nuts. One telephone booth of popcorn please.
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Holy shit man did I piss myself while reading the perfect day. credit to Junior for passing it on.
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This is frigin hilarious! THE PERFECT DAY FOR HER 8:15 Wake up to hugs and kisses 8:30 Weigh in 2 pounds lighter than yesterday 8:45 Breakfast in bed, freshly squeezed orange juice and croissants open presents - expensive jewelry chosen by thoughtful partner 9:15 Soothing hot bath with frangipani bath oil 10:00 Light work out at club with sexy funny personal trainer 10:30 Facial, manicure, shampoo, condition, blow dry 12:00 Lunch with best friend at fashionable outdoor cafe 12:45 Catch sight of partner's ex and notices she has gained 17 pounds 1:00 Shopping with friends, unlimited credit 3:00 Nap 4:00 Three dozen roses delivered by florist, card is from secret admirer 4:15 Light work out at club, followed by massage from strong but gentle hunk, who says he rarely gets to work on such a perfect body 5:30 Choose outfit from expensive designer wardrobe, parade before full length mirror 7:30 Candle lit dinner for two followed by dancing, with compliments received from other diners/dancers 10:00 Hot shower (alone) 10:50 Carried to bed . . (freshly ironed, crisp, new, white linen) 11:00 Pillow talk, light touching and cuddling 11:15 Fall asleep in his big strong arms THE PERFECT DAY FOR HIM 6:00 Alarm 6:15 Blow job 6:30 Massive satisfying shit while reading the sports section 7:00 Breakfast: steak and eggs, coffee and toast, all cooked by naked, buxom wench who bends over a lot showing her growler 7:30 Limo arrives 7:45 Several beers en-route to airport 9:15 Flight in personal Lear Jet 9:30 Limo to Mirage Resort Golf Club (blow job en-route) 9:45 Play front nine - 2 under 11:45 Lunch: steak and lobster, 3 beers and a bottle of Dom Perignon 12:15 Blow job 12:30 Play back nine - 4 under 2:15 Limo back to the airport (several bourbons) 2:30 Fly to Bahamas 3:30 Late afternoon fishing excursion with all female crew, all nude who also bend over a lot displaying growlers 4:30 Land world record Marlin (1234lbs) - on light tackle 5.00 Fly home, massage and hand job by naked Elle McPherson (bending over, naturally). 6:45 Shit, Shower and Shave 7:00 Watch news: Michael Jackson assassinated; 7:30 Dinner: lobster appetizers, Dom Perignon (1953), big juicy fillet steak followed by Ice-cream served on a big pair of tits 9:00 Napoleon Brandy and Habanos cigar in front of wall-size TV as you watch football game 9:30 Sex with three women (all with lesbian tendencies...some bending over) 11:00 Massage and Jacuzzi with tasty pizza snacks and a cleansing beer 11:30 A night cap blow job 11:45 In bed alone 11:50 A 22 second fart which changes note 4 times and forces the dog to leave the room 11:51 Laugh yourself to sleep Tuesday, May 04, 2004
Holy Crap I'm going to hell. Link credit to politicssuck
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Pat Tillman, sounded like one hell of a guy.
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Here is the article that started all the shit about Pat TIllman's death Monday, May 03, 2004| |
Ahhh. What memories this pictures brings back to me.
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I'm Rick James bitch
I do not condone this type of behavior, but hey it is only a game. See how many people you can blow up as a suicide bomber.
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Sunday, May 02, 2004
Some friends of mine from Camp Hill that also went to WVU have a band called the No Show Ponies. They have no business sounding as good as they do. If you are ever in this area look them up for a show.
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Jim,
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these Willy Wonka photos are for you. He wa always scared of these little bastards Saturday, May 01, 2004| |
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