Thursday, July 9, 2009

REJECTED

In the International Federation of Competitive Eating, which is the governing body of the 4th of July hot dog eating contest, they call it "rejecting" if you barf during competition. Which I think is a really hilariously diplomatic term.

In the world of beer shotgunning, it's called "acceptance", but that more refers to your reward with your peers than it does to the actual digestive tract.

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Goths Hate Swine Flu

#swineflu #goths #teens #hotpants

Monday, July 6, 2009

The Living Daylights

What the fuck? It's DAYTIME and you're passed out? That is some serious hobo behavior, pal.

Chlorine Eye Sting



Saturday, July 4, 2009

The Ring: Moobs

Someone just sent me this picture, and after the wave of moral uncertainty that washed over me as I looked at it, my first instinct was that the only way I could wash it from my mind was to force other people to also look at it. Kind of like that movie The Ring, where if you watch the videotape, you're gonna die unless you show it to someone else in the next 3 days.

Friday, July 3, 2009

M.O.B. (Milf of the Bride)

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Man Day Thursday: MAN HATS

Can a man truly be a man without a manly hat? What better way to show your maniless or hide a bald spot? God, I can just imagine all that sweltering manliness lurking underneath that manlid. I feel like I just put Rogaine on my pubes just looking at these photos!!!






Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Rum

You know what the weirdest part of the Phil Spector murder was? The prosecution had the bartenders from the restaurants he was at the night of the murder, and they testified that he had drank this bizarre mix of rum-based drinks: 4 daiquiris, a shot of straight rum, and 2 "navy grogs".

I had to look up what a navy grog is (juice and different rums mixed together) - but the Wikipedia article on the history of the navy grog is fascinating. Back in the heyday of the British naval empire, they had to add a certain amount of rum to all the drinking water on a ship to keep it from getting fetid; sailors were basically constantly buzzed. The exact portion of rum mixed into the water for each sailor was officially set by the British goverment - this lasted until 1970, incredibly.

Point is, what kind of crazed, murderous monster actually gets drunk on rum??

Some Wine for His Royal Highness

Knave! Doth thou let thy king poureth his own goblet of Gato Negro? To the rack with thee!

Monday, June 29, 2009

Don't Drink and Wheel

Hucubus's Lair (Bedroom at Mom's House) Dance Party


Amazing, this evening was also caught on video:

Sunday, June 28, 2009

Pufftttt

I'm kind of bored of doing this blog, so I've made myself a deal: When young people finally stop posting pictures of themselves doing drugs on their Flickr and Facebook pages, I'll stop. I mean, as a rule of thumb, if you wouldn't want your grandparents to see you doing something, don't post it on the internet.

Oh wait. She doesn't mind her grandparents seeing this.

Back to the fucking drawing board for me.
Thanks to anon who sent me this from her friend's Facebook.

Saturday, June 27, 2009

Having Difficulty Getting the Keg Tapped

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Sorry I Missed the Party at Neverland Ranch

Man Day Thursday!

God, I've been feeling pretty wussy lately. I really need to see some guys just enjoying the company of other guys, total naturally. I need a big potent dosage of testosterone cut with ball sweat. I think I need.... a DOUBLE DOSAGE!