Month: January 2013

What’s the good word, my friend? Umm? Bamboozle? No. Wait. Wait. Circumvent. Majestic! Conglomerated! Indubitably! Intrinsic! Oh — god — getting — dizzy. Read more →

Yo! I love this tight jeans fad! It’s flippin’ awesome! Me too. We’re using too much material. This fad means less waste. So then we should probably all rock daisy dukes. That’s just ridiculous. … We should all go naked. Read more →

Laura told her that she was glowing – but I couldn’t see it. Plus, even if she was glowing, it could be a heap of things. It’s not necessarily a baby. Right? Mmm-hmm. Radon. Radium. Uranium. An unusually high concentration of phosphorescent chemicals. Some sort of demonic possession. Yup! See? … I really hope it’s a boy. Read more →

Sandra should have slugged that guy. I might, like, go visit that punk tomorrow. I just need a couple things. Gasoline and a match. It will be like that flick “Man on Fire”. Except the other dude will be on fire too. I could see that. You look just like Denzel. If he let himself go. Read more →

I think that’s a  pretty cool super power. Think of all the stuff you could do if you could alter your weight and density. Whatever. Anyone can do that. Just give me some protein powder and a couple of months. Boom. Done. Read more →

♫ What is it that you’re whistling there? What? Really? It’s “If I Only Had A Brain”. Umm… it isn’t. No lie? Wow. Read more →

Did you get some beer for the party? Two cases of Molson Export. Plus… two more cases of Molson Export. Uh-huh. You know… were not married yet. Read more →