It's Wednesday..

Brandon, that's about as good a game as skipping rocks in a gravel pit... you certainly are the one to bloat.

Fantastic sleuthing by the way. She should've used the link.. -->

..they're pretty handy.


In other news, I have the night off. Wish me ill.

Behold my future.

I found this pic of what is going to finally happen to me when I snap.

louisville hoe-jo, and I aint talking howard johnson

hahahah didnt really plan on ever comin back to this intillectual turf, but adrienne's noticing of a certain leroy mc on mojo had my ass rolling harder than little chinese kids roll eggs.

YOU FAG


hows that for good game

Squirrel's demise:

Finally, street justice hath been served!

A squirrel drowned in Donald's toilet... no shit. Not sure how he got in there, but he was freshly wasted when Donald's g/f found his ass. The critter still had some bubbles rolling out of his snout when Donald snatched him out and threw him in the yard. The damn bastard didn't go too peacefully though. He was apparently kicking and scratching to get out and caused quite the drowning squirrel mess. What can you do?

In other noteworthy news, the cops did show up. Half the crowd found it funny, half found it disturbing. Donald handled that one too.

We didn't have as many "go get me this" runs as expected.. so the mix tape was limited to the critics inside the apartment. No car parties this time around.

The RC challenge was on, wherein all the "cattle" were tagged and tickets were drawn for shots of Crown Royal. And yes, I do know that the initals are actually CR, but it is the RC challenge... so nyah!

I just read Redbook and now I'm going to eat stew. BEEF!

Locker 138..

A few days in and I'm doing the regular shit at work now. Being at the Home Depot after hours ain't bad at all. No customers... but bad country music on the overhead. Where's the iPod?

I need some new shoes. You needed to know that.

I also have to take a dump as of this writing. Woo!

This ugly broad..

Ewwww.

Motherfuckers.

I wish you all ill.

That is the best worst photoshop of me EVER though.

Props and anti-Props

Happy Halloween...

motherfuckers...

Napoleon Dynamite new Miracle Whip Magazine Ad...

I kinda like it. Catchy slogan.

Hello Nurse!

Yo, it's everybody's favorite CNA and her debut video is finished and straight poppin'! You gotta see this!



Heil Barrel!


Get your booze on!

Available nowhere and never on sale for 50 Cents!

Daft Punk is playing in my car..

Saturday night? Party? yes...

With a dozen of my own brand stashed in the car, I watched the others suffer through the Keystone Light. You don't know how happy that made me. With my tie fastened, I commenced to jigglin'..

After three beer and cigarette runs for everyone, Donald and I just decided to jam Da Funk and party in the parking lot. "Hey, Jennifer's gonna be here later..."

My mix CD's were a hit with me once again. They only know what the radio tells them. I was gettin' down at least... and Donald. Jessica loves it all and won't 'fess up until we get in the car. NEX..

The party moved next door and the residents of the one place fucked in the bathroom of this place. What? They don't have a microwave, and they go next door to fuck..?

Then, some big beaner and some chick from Planet of the Apes fucked in the same bathroom. That same broad later got a used condom slapped on her mouth. Yeah!

Donald played Super Mario Bros. 3 and kept talking to me for 10 minutes after I had left. Jennifer did show up. The recliner was once again a good crash-pad. I left a beer in the freezer overnight and took that bitch home with me today. "I live for the funk."

I thought we were like this, son?!

Back to Arch Nemesis status?


I thought we were huntin' buddies?



Damn.

It sparks the interest of Ajunta Pall:

I thought it was interesting too:

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At first I thought Xookymonster wrote this, as his spelling is usually atrocious. But, judging from his stories below, it has improved, and someone else must have written the above. Alas, someone else did write that shit. Well I'll be!

My I-65 "incident"

Yep driving along yesterday on 65 picking up Brod, I allowed this semi-truck over in front of me. It was like a coal truck, but I think the bed was full of garbage or was full of garbage or something. Well, a stick came out of its half open door and came at me like what you see in the movies with people throwing an ax (or axe if you perfer).

I thought, "Yep I am fucking dead.". I couldnt brake because I would have gotten rear ended. I couldnt swerve either way because I would have gotten side swiped. So, I took the stick and prayed. I hit my grill and hood, bounced up and hit my roof and obviously cracked the guy behind me because he started to slow down and was not all on my ass anymore. I called Brod back and told him to take down the tag # of the truck.

I called the police in J-town, they told me to call Louisville/Metro. I called when I got to the Wal-Mart because they said it was the closest place to the station there. I waited almost 2 FUCKING HOURS and the cop that did show up told me he couldnt help me. He gave me the contact info of the tag of the truck though. So, that is a start. Insurance is going to help me get shit taken care of.

I will keep you updated if I get my shit fixed or not.

Finally The Rage of Kip!

I get to update you all with Kip going Crazy this past Saturday Night at Akiko's. Has life immatated art?

Well, it all started with Brod doing "DAMN!" by the Ying Yang Twins. These drunk bachlorette party girls were there and 2 of them got on stages. One of them felt up Brod...last week Barrel, this week this LOL. Then he got off stage and the little drunk one got on the mic. Kip politely said, hey now stay off the stage until your name is called. Next person sang, drunk girl did it again. He said again more athoritative, stay off or I wont call your name, because people cant hear their names called.

They called him rude and went off. Kip started calling them all a bunch of bitches and security had to hold Kip back. They stromed out and went elsewhere. It was funny listen to them bitch outside.

Holmes Depot..

Pending the background check and piss test results, I have a job. Should be good to go.

Both good and suck: Having an overflowing bladder at the piss test office, but having to wait behind a shitload of clinic patients. Kind of ironic or something..

Hey, FUSION3 is edited. Next up: Barrel the CNA! You boys set your buckles to quick-draw, 'cuz this one's hot shit.



And remember:

LMC's Top Five's

On the side, you may find my Top 5's as of the 26th. Some shit changes fairly often, but this is the ins for now.


I should have the others' shortly...?

Top Five's..

Everyone just got a Top Five's to do... I'm sure they're not stoked and I'll only get half back, but what the fuck? It could lead to a little humor.. and if not, I'll just change everbody's shit so it is funny.

I have an interview with Home Depot tomorrow for an overnight freight position. Awesome?

I've created a pretty damn good play list for drinking too. Maybe I'll share it.

Sorry, no Emo, no 'Hardcore', and no Nickleback. Go cry.

Behold:

Update Update..

I partied last night.

Thank you.


Cruising with Donald and Jessica, getting the beer, showing up at the scene. Little kids were running around everywhere again. It seems to be typical for there to be a horde of children, of all ages, at any apartment complex you visit here. Once the swarm was gone, we got to some Circle of Death...

Circle of Death, for those who use games to drink, was totally new to me. Apparently you should learn the rules before you play. Didn't matter. I was there to get drunk anyway. And I did... and called somebody, and made an ass of myself in the name of fun. Yeah, I'll justify it like that.

Soon after the call, I puked in the sink while Eazy-E played in the back. Skrate fuckin' gangsta right there, my friends. I then passed out for an hour, woke up, and got back to partying. Did I mention that there were bitches everywhere? The dudes were strangely outnumbered, which made it fun for me. What do I care about?

Sometime during the night, Donald and I went for a food run and came back with a pack of eggs and a ramen noodle cup...? Good, except for the place was sans microwave. Who the fuck doesn't have a microwave?

All in all, it was a good night.

Listen to MC Chris!

Wang!



GTA Unites motherfucker. HA HA!

This Darkness:

Forbidden Happening No. 1:

The Arch Nemeses united. No good can come of this.

Wi-Fi

Yeah you read right retards: I'm back to the South Base. The drive was fantastic. I got to Dallas just in time for morning rush. I quit the CD's in favor for some radio and discovered Dallas' 50 spanish stations. The suck.

Hey, I ate a Sonic breakfast burrito about 50 miles from the house.

I tasted all those jalapenos both going in and coming out. Inferno inferno.

Check ya neck, I'll be broadcasting again soon.

The pirate scene is hot again!!

All is well.

One year.

Ergonomic Keyboards are shit..

It's gonna be a rough climb out of the abyss.

My car is still in the clink, with no immediate relief in sight. I'm shedding material weight just to eat.

I'm gettin' pretty damn tired of the couch tour as well. All the curve balls have been tossed my way, and now I'm dealin'...

What the hell am I even trying to do?

Keep yo ears peeled back:

..for the super sounds of the aforementioned Beijing Faith Machine! Their Kung Fu is strong.

Beijing Faith Machine

Hey! I'm listening to ATC - "All Around the World". Why? Who cares why! It's hilarious.

Last week was pretty good. I can't remember some of the shit I did, but here are some highlights:

Some girl called John and said they needed us both to lick some nipples for a scavenger hunt; and they needed knives. So we obliged, and had some strange titties in our mouths for the cameras.

Oh, by some highlights, I meant one. I'm too distracted to remember any further. I'm out.

Meat Crazy!!

Damn, steak for breakfast is so delightful.

Some say Louisville..

But who knows for sure?

Dairy Mart had it and I've got it. When it's gone, I'm out. Woo.

FOOD!!!

First the Arch-Nemesis, now another forbidden happening has happened. The fault is my own, but they'll get a kick out of it. Dang.

The week was good, but..

Today was a decent kick-off to another adventurous weekend:

I'd been awoke at 4:00am by my rommate's wasted-ass friends and labeled 'guy on the couch'. (I was just resting my eyes by the way.) I then gave directions to both the kitchen and the bathroom several times over, and listened to some great drunken banter. Back to sleep.

Later, I went to BW3's on Dixie to watch my friends watch the UofL game, and to drink. After tactfully disputing my check, I was banned from BW3's by the two managers and a sheriff's deputy. Oh well...

Meanwhile, my parents (in TX) had received what they thought was a warrant for my arrest; the charges being driving w/o insurance and driving under the influence of drugs and/or alcohol. Fortunately, it was only a subpoena regarding the case of my car being involved in that four car pileup fiasco. They had failed to read the large print which stated who was actually charged: the woman who hit the cars. [I]Ha ha, you almost got me![/I]

Finally, I got to witness another of my friend's internet 'meetings'. She was an item for sure... What, with all the french kissing and freak dancing to Ludacris.. Not to mention the semi-toothless bartender and the one-legged man rocking the mullet and trick aluminum crutches. Twas a sight to behold to say the very least.

Can't wait for Sunday.

It is Friday, the Twenty-Fourth.

Dear Haters: Good game.

P.S. - Touche.


Your concern should reside elsewhere, seeing as my actions are my own and aren't without purpose. Enjoy yourselves, bitches.


-- O.P.B. is the name of the game this day. --

Uh oh, it's Saturday..

Almost time to get wile too. The Start.

Wednesday Post

Everything oh so fine and dandy. This shit is BANANAS.

Friday.

I had a hell of a day yesterday.

I went down to Cahoots for a couple pitchers and a samich. After dropping a few bucks in the jukebox, I got a twelve-pack at the DM, then stepped onward to the house. I brought the amp, mic, and beer onto the porch and promptly got to partyin'.

Highlands people get kind of bummed when you make a nuisance of yourself.

Anyway, it got to midnight, so I went down to Akikos. After closing the place, two friends and I were asked by this older couple if we wanted to keep the party rollin'. They also mentioned that they had a hot tub. Being down with the idea, we jumped in their car and got some more beer at the Speedway.

These complete strangers took us to their house somewhere and sho 'nuff, there's a muthafuckin hot tub. I promptly got naked and jumped in. It was wonderful, and I have no shame.

Within a few beers, the dude started creepin' on my roommate, his wife was passing out/puking in the grass, and I had obliterated all the hot tub's settings. I was just having fun pushing all the beautiful, shiny buttons.

So, the guy puts his wife down, and speeds us home so we can drink more, I can keep yelling through the PA 'til 6AM, and so we can watch my roommate fall down six stairs to flat. That was a hell of a nightcap.

Her and I were racing from the porch for something on the lawn. I jumped of the side and fell safely into the grass. She opted for the stairs and pretty much didn't touch a single one. Granted, she's accident-prone, but God Damn! She went straight to face on the pavement. Luckily, her whole left side broke her fall. Unfortunately, she took a trip to Norton's today.

That shit was funny though. Twas a good night.

Keys!

They were in the laundry.

Now I have them.

It's the weekend bitch!

That's unfortunate..

My roommate took some laundry this morning, including some of my shit. Props for that, right?

Well, my keys are in one of those pants pockets. I can't lock the door when I leave for work, can't drive to work, can't get number to call in to work... it's in the car. Dang.

--Hopefully that's where my keys are hiding.

What to do today?

Woo Woo! 69!

I wouldn't give a damn otherwise, but I hit 69 comments on SG. That's a scary amount...

Face Down, Ass Up!

That's the way we like wheel-barrow race at the company picnic! Yeah, bitches.. I'm snapping up songs like a bum on a bowl of stew. Arrf!

Hooray Beer!

Just beer in general. Hooray.

Double Chi's for breakfast? You better believe it holmes! Frank H. Ryan would be beside himself with glee.

On the Boo side: They forgot our checks at work today.

It's Mayo or Nothing!

My car, part of a four way auto-fuck...., are you serious?

Damn right. That's what's crackin' in the Highlands. Bumper to bumper, the avenue is packed. My Geo was parked, and it still got jacked. A minor addition to an extensive collection.

P.S. - I still hate the Highlands, but they sho am treatin' a cracker nice these days.

Hear Here..

I'm an intra-city drifter these days it seems. Louisville has been a gas thus far, and I have a job too! Hooray, right? Fuckin' A right! FIF!

Can I Eat? I'm just saying.

All that being said, bidness is good.

I'm at Tito's!

I'm in Louisville. Hooray muthafuckas! Stylin' and profilin'.

Ouch!

We just finished installing a proper crank-bolt. During the process, I managed to hit my face (nose) on the underside of the car. Hooray!

Why was the baby horse shivering?

He was a little colt.

Shamu is so rad!

I climbed The Enchanted Rock, went to Sea World, and attended Beer School this weekend. FYI: I graduated with top honors and had lots of free beer. Fantastic.

I recommend Sea World, it was good.

... II

Talk about nobody posting anything. I suppose I'll see yous when I sees yous.

Darth Shake

Resistance is futile. Fools! The streets will flow with the blood of the non-believers.

All you boppers out there..

Be looking real good. I ate my last burrito from the taco shack, and took my last paid dump at Nelson Wholesale 30 minutes ago. Then I left, and I'm not going back. I'm moving back at the end of this month, so there'd better be a basement, or a couch, or something ready for me. Some food would be good too.

You hear me? I'm making my comeback and this time I ain't fuckin' around!


P.S. - The other night, amidst my sweet slumber, I was stung by a damn dirty scorpion. That shit hurt! I jumped up and said, "I'm hit!". I thought I was shot. He rocked me like a hurricane!

JTV: Epi 3 Pt 1

I've been waitin' to do this one for a while now.

"Crazy Muthafucka!" That's the line you'll here as Dolomite, rigged up in Africa gear, seemingly walks through the set of a bunch of Kung-Fu battles. It is Wile! See it.

Can I sleep in your basement?

Tito? When I move up there for a while that is..

I'm serious.

Kickstart my Heart..

I just finished Motley Crue's book, The Dirt, and it was fantastic.

Black Sunday..

I did something out of the norm, so guess what? Shit gets blowed up! (See Below)

2nd & 3rd expenditures of the evil $666:

Taco Bell
Hastings - Among DVDs, I bought a book, and... a CD!

The mortar bazooka shall live!

wOO.

Caps Lock and Beers! Getting started here, I hooked up my surround sound to my PC finally and it is good.

Reading Tito's post: I feel that, that which can be fathomed can be attained. Nothing is out of reach, and there is nothing that can't be had. You're only limited by your thinking.

Now, .... I'll proceed to get drunk.

I was pissing:

And the train of thought left the station four beers back.

Does anyone remember The Granville Dance Party? Physically clearing the tables and chairs and gettin' down via the jukebox? We got rad that night. It will be barely remembered among the most distinguished of stokages.

BTW: First Expenditure of the Evil $666 - One Case of Delight (aka: Bud Ice)

I had considered a plane ticket, but could only afford a one-way.

Looks like fun..

Still no luck on finding the part for my car, or I'd have driven up there already to blast some fireworks. I need something to keep me entertained. I got to talk to Amanda finally last night, which was fantastic. I'm not drunk. I am rambling.

Things are too mild. Way too mild.

Often in life it seems that, that which is most desired, is that which is the hardest to attain.

Drunken non-grammatical quote #63

More pics

Time for some more drunk picture updates.

It started out with a nice day at the lake...



But soon the water was broken....



It seems that the word was out and it was all about surfs up....



And soon everyone was flipping out over the good times.

Ooh, the evil that lurks..

I got $666 this week. What kind of evil shit can I get into with that over this three-day weekend?

damn it people...

....why the hell is nobody posting anything on here? I need something to do from time to time and I come to this here blog for that something and what do I find. Not a damn thing. Lets see some pictures and some posts and crap.

just a little further

Every problem has many solutions..

What may seem a problem now, may ultimately represent a solution, and with the proper state of mind, will ultimately bring knowledge. "A smart man learns from his mistakes, though a wise man learns from others'" I can't remember who I'm quoting there, bit it isn't me. Focus more on your final goal and less on the trivial shit that may approach you daily. What are you focused on in your life? ...because it sounds like you have some thinking to do. "Man was meant to live, not just exist..."

That's my humble advice. Now If I could just get my Sims 2 U to install..

BTW: Catch some Alkaline Trio and roll on my man.

One beer.....

One Beer



Two Beer



Three Beer



More



Why stop drinking 'till your ass is on the floor??

Was an overall good day today but still the alcohol calls as it has in the many past days. Good food at Ernesto's with some good friends, some time down at the water front with those same good friends just screwing around, a shitty call on the way back( shitty timing but expected call and somewhat wanted), a couple hours of shooting some pool, and finally a few cans of the solution( and at the same time an additive to the problem, huh?).

One last phonecall to make tomorrow and probably a day of the solution that only leads to the problem.




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oH, IT'S SATURDAY..

And the Caps Lock was on..

I'm feeling quite musical today. May I recommend the following:

Yes - Owner of a Lonely Heart
Willie Nelson - On the Road Again
Sahara Hot Hights - On Top of Your World

More to come. Fantastic day for thought, it has been.

One of my favorite things to do is contemplate others' focus/justification for their existence; only to realize that, most desire a point of comfortable stasis. Somewhere in their lifeline, most people arrive at a station. Here, they find a comfortable "couch", if you will, and they'll never long for anything else. The years soon meld together, and their entire life experience and record of knowledge becomes a very limited resource; often causing a certain level of ignorance, through lack of update. Though this 'stasis' happens at different ages and for many different reasons, ultimately most will attach themselves with so many 'anchors' that they'll no longer move forward.

I have much, much more to broadcast on the above, but the train of thought was interrupted by a bathroom break, so I'll have to save it for next time. The above thought session has always been in progress, though it was peaked by this town I currently reside in, and its people. As I look around myself and absorb the experiences of those I work with, shop with, buy beer with, and live with, the mind is sparked. The food for thought is presented even in this house. My parents, after all, through circumstances, have brought me here.

I'm not crying, but it does make me sad to see this type of inactivity. I suppose the stable are required to produce those who will venture onward and progress. At least that's how I remember it. All it took was a look at how some were born, raised, and promised bright futures, grew older only to die. They, having never ventured forth to experience the unknown, were unfortunate I suppose. I do not pity them though. Because, as humans we must make for ourselves what we do not have. And, if some do not want to have, they will go without, never realizing the benefits and/or pitfalls of the unknown.

To sum things up: Brownwood sucks.

Anyways, I'm gonna work on getting drunk. You guys fill me in.

Decipher this..

bum bum

dis is fo you

Old Dirty Bananas, in the digital.

I now like the triple mirrors!

Hanging out with Jared(electro jared coming in from Steers and Queers land in the middle)

Below are some pictures..

How proper of an intro for these fantastic shits. I got some fresh and some hesh; a few new and a few throwbacks. Keep a keen eye and jam on these!

Anatomy of a pro:

Notice the left hand on the knee for stabilization, and the precise 55 degree bottle tilt, as to avoid any foamage. The verticality of the throat makes for fine flow to the tum-tum.

Troll a la Dent

Double-Pedal

After driving to DFW, I drove to The Bridge on a whim. I decided I was gonna learn myself some double-pedal drummin's, and I did. Sweatin' beer the whole while.

Hell Wall 04

Holy Shit! It's David Blaine with a sub!

Bunker D come correct!

Somethin' gnarly comes this way..

Jack yo shit up a notch!

Here's a throwback all the way from St. Matthews' stovetop.

About to get some throwback banished from the mouth.

See: Throw Up Contest - TOSFUSION

Throwback.

Ramblin' Binge..

I don't know what's going on with the AOL, I never receive those messages.

Anyway, I all but swore off drinking for a week after a month-long sober-hiatus. Guess what, that lasted about three-four days. I got off early today and have a 40 in hand. Some times just call for a nice cold one(s). Apparently, this is one of those times.

It seems Tim is experiencing the cameraman phenomenon. And, he probably doesn't mind.

Is that the "welfare" child Brandon has? And, how's his house coming?

I got to drink and get in Ramblin' mode.

Ramblin

I was just sitting here drinking again and looking at the blog and realized that we haven't had any new pics posted in a while so I thought shit I will just have to go and post some. They might be kinda big but i didn't feel like editing them at this time. That could change in the future. For now just deal with it you damn no posting pic members. Maybe we should add some new members to this blog so that somebody actually adds something a little more often. Anyway, on with the pics. I'll probably edit this post later and add some comments but for now just enjoy the damn pics.








I guess it's true, good things do come from being good(see next pic)


Ok, so I got to go ahead and comment on this one. What the hell are you all doing on my furniture!!??

What's up fool

Damn Jared, how come everytime I try and say something to you on IM you just log off? What's up wit dat foo!!!? Anywho, had some fun with Works this weekend out in the middle of nowhere, that's always good. Hopefully we will be rockin out again soon and will have something to send you.

P.S. Some other people better start posting on this bitch on a more regular basis soon or I'm gonna start going JoJo on your asses.

Speaking of..

I had Teddy Ruxpin; the one that you put the tape in his back and the bastard told stories and shit. I still have Snoopy and ALF dolls of the same type. I gots robots!

jebus chrizzle

dats right
my comp is getting fixed hence there being no awesome posts from me or from the investor not much going on here though just going to make some fun on sunday night and thats it im at my parents house right now on their comp so you best quit with all the guilt trippin and other shit you homo.
Well thats realy all i got im going to go watch teddy ruxpin and captain power

im out like my back was last year

Beer Night # Binge..

To the Alcoholic: It's always a thrill to find some beer stashed somewhere; even better than finding a twenty in the wallet. Yeah, that measure of stoke.. Saves a trip to Thorntons.

To the lazyman: The interaction level has been quite low as of late. Summer break perhaps? The internet is your friend motherfuckers. Maybe I am too... (Guilt Trip bitches!)

The Alcoholic, FYI: Do not eat the KFC and pass out drunk with your mashed potatoes half off - you will dream the dreams of the insane. I did. I actually woke up checking my sides for incisions. I dreamed my kidneys or liver was snatched up. No shit.

OK now sums, I am going to buy a Tascam. Tim, I am going to buy a Tascam. This means the 'Mix Tape Challenge' will come true. I totally want this shit to happen... and I want to come back home.

Beer night #2

Another crappy night of work gone by. Got home and thought I was gonna have to hit the hard stuff when I opened up a bottom door and found another stash of beer. At least that was a good thing. Beer and Gunsmoke, that's a good time. Anyway, should be a good weekend, goona go out and make some works bo...(should come up with a different word for use on message boards)...poppers.

So when are we going to start exchanging music and shit so we can start "playing together" again. Brandon and I got together a little while back and tried mixing up some new shit. Hopefully we will have another session in the near future.

Well hopefully I can get some conversation going on this here board again cause lately it's been kinda slow. Later.

Yeah, Chicken and Beer..

I got my shit together, hit the sto's, and now I'm enjoying my chicken and Beer. Bruce The Shank jacked one of my bits while I was in the rest-o-room. Bastard.

I updated my website a little. Oh, I got a website again. It's leroymc.com. Still managing the uploads and construction, but it's there.

I'm planning a winter party. November sum'? Perhaps if you all commit, it will happen. Or, I will book you and you will come. I said come.

Also on note: beer is now a proper noun. It is Beer. Capitalize thine master.

All Hail Tito..

It's about time somebody else gets drunk and rambles on. I find that sometimes I come up with the best shit that way. Anyways..,

Hail Tito for deciding tonight's activities: drinking, rambling, and whatever else random I do; you know how I do..

I got out early today, 3 or so, and have been listless to this point. I then spotted one German Answer (a warm beer) on my desk, and Tito's post popped up. Guttermouth on the playlist. Right then and there, a moment of true inspiration. Beer, Computer..

And yo, that's my term fools. I liked Mr. Ed personally.

good old days.

To start I got home today(actually thursday but for us UPS'ers Wednesday) and just felt like gettin drunk so please excuse any typing errors that might exist. On the way out of work the subject of old ass cartoons you grew up with was the subject. Damn being a kid used to be great, not a damn thing to care about except what time Today's Special(Yea that's right I found out the name of the program bitches) came on and shit like that. Anywho, I got home and started lookin around cause I didn't have nothing better to do besides drink and...well yea, and I found a site that actually helped me remember the name of that show...http://www.johnnorrisbrown.com/classic-nick/todaysspecial/index.htm


Along with that show were some other good ones I grew up with like "Inspector Gadget", "hey dude", and "Clarissa explain it All"(I had a little thing for Melissa Joan Hart, maybe not in the earlier years but as the show progressed..well http://entak.com/pictures/Melissa%20Joan%20Hart3.jpg ..yea.)

Gettin drunk and thinking about the old days..aah. Nothing like the good old days way back when It can suck sometimes though, rmembering people you don't get to see any more for instance. Got a few of those, one I really wonder about though it has been about 15 years since I actually last saw her. One or two others but that one the most...kinda sucks I don't even have a good drinking budy no more.

Anwyay aint been much going on here lately besides working on my house, workin, and a little bit of fun o nthe weekends.

TAlking about good old days I remember when me and Jared used to talk online on AOL and get drunk together even though we only lived like 30 secons away from each other. That was fun...taking a pause to go get some more to drink be right back...mmmkay, I'm back....anyway there have been many fun night with with my old drinkin budy already mentioned somewhere here or there on this site.

Hell, I used to even watch Nick-at-night. Good shows there too like Get Smart...Yea that was a great one. That's pretty much when i started staying up late. Was up till about 5am watching Nick-at-night, had to be sometime before 5th grade because that was at my old house. ...Be back again....Well, that sucks i just got to my last drink. What a damn sahme, nowhere near enough to get me throug this, for that I need to pass out..oh well.

At this point I am wondering what all I have actually just typed but just don't really care to go back and read it to really find out so if it just seems stupid just ignore it.

Gunsmoke is a damn fine show...old but stilla good show, especially in the early morning hours...

Yea, them were the good old days...I think I'll chance the title of this post, its just better.. The good old days, old memories, old cartoons and shows, old missed girls and best friends and all that jazz but that's just the ramblin of a drunk so whats it all matter? I think I'm gonna need some more alcohol for tomorrow night. Later to all.

ODB suckas!

Today's Special Announcement: I've officially changed my name to Old Dirty Bananas. Accordingly, my new gang is similarly labeled. Exactly.

Bow to the Old Dirty Bananas. We will rock you.

Gross.

I am the only one in this gang. The only child who detests Napoleon Dynamite. It's the only movie I truly hate, out of the zillion selections, the only one. That movie depicted so many characters and comments that I've already seen/heard/experienced in my own life thus far. I am completely jaded I suppose. In my own family, there've been wilder characters, not to mention the many kooks I've met in my travels. The movie is so regular to me, I am numb to its humor.

I can, however, understand everyone's appeal to the movie. Because, hell yes, it was fun while I was there too.

Oh, and I saved a kitten from under a rig at work today.

SHUVIN' DYNAMITE UP THAT ASS

For starters Napolean Dynamite is indeed a funny movie from the beginning with the wrestler guy out the window all the way to the final tetherbell showdown, it is a damn fine movie.i mean who builds a cake thats hilarious happy hand are also equally as amusing. and boo hoo its not a real sledgehammer fuck you, you couldnt find an original one if you had too. uncle rico throwing steak, throwning footballs over mountains, ball-shocking time machines, and best of all living in the middle of idaho in a
MOTHERFUCKING ORANGE VAN!!!

How can you not love it, i do not understand.
I could go to even greater lengths about this movie and rex kwon do but i wont unless further provoked by someone

Im done
oh yeah
YOUR MOM GOES TO COLLGE.
BITCH

Bruce the Shank

Check out his rad pubic trim!

Bung Bung.

The last is just a reference to my ramblings. There'll be a few less here, because I finally joined SG, so I'm spewing most of those there.

"They shoulda never gave this muthafucka words!"

Choke on this Lovelace!

Dear Linda, I've since joined SG while here in the Texhole after some period of thumbnail admiration and ingesting script; and, apparently love run-on sentences. To unburden your mind with the post-sip ramblings of a mad-lingual scientist, I have decided to finally see the big show. This may come as a shock to you, but I'm now content to spread my subjective seed on the Suicide Go crowd and dunk on their souls.

Hop Hop lady, I'm out.

LMC

And this shit too!

I have a current little peeve that's really crawling under my hide concerning the people that won't stop raving about Napoleon Dynamite:

Despite the complete regularity of the flick making it suck hard, the damn bike wasn't even a real Sledgehammer. I had that shit, until just a few years back when it payed an eternal visit to the junkyard. I bought it brand new at Zayre's with some saved paper route money. That shit had orange forks alright, but the bars where 'Longhorn' shaped and there was some 'shock boot' material on the seat post, not to mention... The details of the bile/bike were way the hell off in the movie; it looked like some damn Roadmaster spruce goose piece Kryloned over.

Those littles had a small ass ramp getup too. We always had at least three cinder blocks on the stack.

Damn I hate that movie. And I'm done.


They should've made that shit Napoleon Dolomite. Rudy Ray would've dunked on your souls, bitches.

I just brainstormed this shit here..

Benders, mmmmm!

The Beer Belt:

No, not some championship award, but an actual holster targeted toward the alcoholic on the go. It'd be the perfect utility for the woodland party where the beer is usually stored back in the car, a hike away, free from prying eyes and thirsty mouths. Keep them shits close, a grasp away. I think I recall (I think..) them being at Spencers.

Sure, it'd be awkward at first and probably dumb-as-a-hipsack looking; but, you're an alcoholic, what do you care?..

However, I've another idea.. an improvement even:

The Beer Bandolier. Yes right fools! When I was little, I had a Chewbaca Bandolier that held Star Wars figures. I figured why not reminisce a bit and recount the past design technology that helped me be so damn cool as a kid? Fuckin' A!

Fuckin' A right muthafucka!

I threw that title up there with my strong ass pimp-arm; the one attached to my pimp-hand , obviously equally as strong.

Yo!, I pity the fool. Umm, yeah, and I love it when a plan comes together.

Bitch.

yo yo yo im alive

whats up not sure what plans are made for any trip i might get a full time job for a month or so to build up some cash for some other expenses i have one if whisch is a guitar.

But if you get any ideas let me know. hey i will be in ST. Louis july 9th thru the 10th for a concert if anyone is interested it will be a full day of hardcore and metal for all. and warped tour in indy. is july 20th so you have to work around those dates for any plans that might go down

well im at work and now i have to go out to posi 2 where i now work as of last month its the suck but no longer have to deal with cecil.

later

Ya want Nacho cheese with that whine?

Here ya go fuckers. Now they are links and not pics. Better?