fun with copy and paste and my "o" my...are not these folks talented who did this?...
o...my...I just realized I have another appointment also...yep...it was good to see you too...and no that is not even close to the links I had to post here...
so...
It's Monday!...
until next time...
thank you for taking time out of yer day!...
Monday, September 26, 2005
Now, here we have a hurricane expert...from Idaho...
telling us that the Jap Mob was responsible for these hurricanes through some electro-mag sort of thing or something...
did i mention hurricanes?
did i mention the jap mob?
did i mention the guy quit his job to be a certified looney?
did I mention Rush Limbaugh got his job by being a certified looney on drugs?
thank you God!...
I love the net...
did i mention hurricanes?
did i mention the jap mob?
did i mention the guy quit his job to be a certified looney?
did I mention Rush Limbaugh got his job by being a certified looney on drugs?
thank you God!...
I love the net...
In the interest of clarity and yummy good posting...
this post contains pictures of what some folks call...
Stuff on my cat...
(I do not make this up folks)...
Stuff on my cat...
(I do not make this up folks)...
A veritable plethora of links and other stuff...
you just will not believe exist!...are on the way...
(in the pipe...5x5)...
But first...this Important Message!...
just so you know...
I will try to be somewhat more descriptive as to what exactly one may anticipate when one encounters a post here. It has occurred to me that many of you hop skip and jump through the links, as there are a couple of other things you need to get to on the net.
Far be it for me to judge!...
The only purpose of this blog was to try to bring everything I found interesting or absurd or funny or educational or (did I mention interesting already)?...
So it is up to me to try to make those links I bring here better defined with an unprecedented clarity...
Let's clirify ths frst...
The "spellcheck" in blogger.com does not recognize the word
"blog"...now I know that was an easy hit...but there there is something about me that says the software that I use should understand that I exist and so does the word "blog"...
How was that for clarity?...don't even dream of thanking me...
my pleasure...
Johno...
(in the pipe...5x5)...
But first...this Important Message!...
just so you know...
I will try to be somewhat more descriptive as to what exactly one may anticipate when one encounters a post here. It has occurred to me that many of you hop skip and jump through the links, as there are a couple of other things you need to get to on the net.
Far be it for me to judge!...
The only purpose of this blog was to try to bring everything I found interesting or absurd or funny or educational or (did I mention interesting already)?...
So it is up to me to try to make those links I bring here better defined with an unprecedented clarity...
Let's clirify ths frst...
The "spellcheck" in blogger.com does not recognize the word
"blog"...now I know that was an easy hit...but there there is something about me that says the software that I use should understand that I exist and so does the word "blog"...
How was that for clarity?...don't even dream of thanking me...
my pleasure...
Johno...
Friday, September 23, 2005
Rules for men...
and don't even think about not following them...
1. You must offer heartfelt and public condolences over the death of a girlfriend’s cat, even if it was you who secretly set it on fire and threw it into a ceiling fan.
2. Bitching about the brand of free beer in a buddy’s refrigerator is forbidden. But gripe at will if the temperature’s unsuitable.
3. Thou shalt not rent 'Chocolat'.
4. Unless he murdered someone in your immediate family, you must bail a friend out of jail within 12 hours.
5. The minimum amount of time you have to wait for another guy who’s running late: five minutes. Maximum waiting time: six minutes. For a girl, you are required to wait 10 minutes for every point of hotness she scores on the classic 1–10 scale.
6. If a man’s zipper is down, that’s his problem—you didn’t see nothin’.
7. No man shall ever be required to buy a birthday present for another man. (In fact, even remembering your best buddy’s birthday is strictly optional.)
8. While your girlfriend must bond with your buddies’ girlfriends within 30 minutes of meeting them, you are not required to make nice with her gal pals’ significant dickheads — low-level sports/music bonding is all the law requires.
9. It is permissible to quaff a fruity chick drink only when you’re sunning on a tropical beach…and it’s delivered by a topless supermodel…and it’s free.
10. When in a bar that has a ratio of more than five waiting customers per bartender, limit orders to beer and straight liquor. (No, your girlfriend does not need a frozen flying grasshopper with a twist of grapefruit.)
11. Never allow a telephone conversation with a woman to go on longer than you’re able to have sex with her. Keep a stopwatch by the phone; hang up if necessary.
12. You cannot rat out a co-worker who shows up at work with a massive hangover. You may, however, hide the aspirin, smear his chair with soft cheese, turn the brightness dial all the way down so he thinks his monitor’s broken, and have him paged over the loudspeaker every seven minutes
13. Things you can always cheat on: your taxes, exams, and your resumé. Things you can never cheat on: golf, darts, and poker.
14. (The Sergeant Schultz Rule): When queried by a buddy’s wife, girlfriend, mother, father, priest, shrink, dentist, accountant, or dog walker, you need not and should not provide any useful information whatsoever as to his whereabouts. You are even permitted to deny his very existence.
15. Before allowing a drunken pal to cheat on his girl, you must attempt one intervention. If he can get on his feet, look you in the eye, and deliver a “fuck off!” you are absolved of responsibility. Remember: Later on you will have no idea what his girlfriend is talking about.
16. The morning after you and a babe who was formerly “just a friend” have carnal, drunken monkey sex, the fact that you’re feeling weird and guilty is no reason not to nail her again before the discussion about what a big mistake it was.
17. Always split aces and eights. No arguments.
1. You must offer heartfelt and public condolences over the death of a girlfriend’s cat, even if it was you who secretly set it on fire and threw it into a ceiling fan.
2. Bitching about the brand of free beer in a buddy’s refrigerator is forbidden. But gripe at will if the temperature’s unsuitable.
3. Thou shalt not rent 'Chocolat'.
4. Unless he murdered someone in your immediate family, you must bail a friend out of jail within 12 hours.
5. The minimum amount of time you have to wait for another guy who’s running late: five minutes. Maximum waiting time: six minutes. For a girl, you are required to wait 10 minutes for every point of hotness she scores on the classic 1–10 scale.
6. If a man’s zipper is down, that’s his problem—you didn’t see nothin’.
7. No man shall ever be required to buy a birthday present for another man. (In fact, even remembering your best buddy’s birthday is strictly optional.)
8. While your girlfriend must bond with your buddies’ girlfriends within 30 minutes of meeting them, you are not required to make nice with her gal pals’ significant dickheads — low-level sports/music bonding is all the law requires.
9. It is permissible to quaff a fruity chick drink only when you’re sunning on a tropical beach…and it’s delivered by a topless supermodel…and it’s free.
10. When in a bar that has a ratio of more than five waiting customers per bartender, limit orders to beer and straight liquor. (No, your girlfriend does not need a frozen flying grasshopper with a twist of grapefruit.)
11. Never allow a telephone conversation with a woman to go on longer than you’re able to have sex with her. Keep a stopwatch by the phone; hang up if necessary.
12. You cannot rat out a co-worker who shows up at work with a massive hangover. You may, however, hide the aspirin, smear his chair with soft cheese, turn the brightness dial all the way down so he thinks his monitor’s broken, and have him paged over the loudspeaker every seven minutes
13. Things you can always cheat on: your taxes, exams, and your resumé. Things you can never cheat on: golf, darts, and poker.
14. (The Sergeant Schultz Rule): When queried by a buddy’s wife, girlfriend, mother, father, priest, shrink, dentist, accountant, or dog walker, you need not and should not provide any useful information whatsoever as to his whereabouts. You are even permitted to deny his very existence.
15. Before allowing a drunken pal to cheat on his girl, you must attempt one intervention. If he can get on his feet, look you in the eye, and deliver a “fuck off!” you are absolved of responsibility. Remember: Later on you will have no idea what his girlfriend is talking about.
16. The morning after you and a babe who was formerly “just a friend” have carnal, drunken monkey sex, the fact that you’re feeling weird and guilty is no reason not to nail her again before the discussion about what a big mistake it was.
17. Always split aces and eights. No arguments.
Ok kid...you have been surfing the net long enough...
time to get a real job...
Remember!..."Only you"...can prevent this!
click or right click on download...hee hee...
Remember!..."Only you"...can prevent this!
click or right click on download...hee hee...
Snake bit...Warning!...graphic content...P.S.A.
The Eastern Diamondback is big fat and slow...yer average Western Diamondback is smaller and generally pissed off...all the time...
par le vue a humma humma...
I was going to research something really classy in French to say here...
but who cares?...
but who cares?...
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