How fucking gay is this?????
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
QUIT CALLING ME NAMES, DAMMIT!!!!
The next motherfucker that emails me about being a dirty fucking (your expletive here) Republican is getting his email address and ISP number published!
I AM NOT A FUCKING REPUBLICAN!!!!!!!
I am a registered voter with the American Independent Party.
Conservative, yes.
Very Conservative, yes.
Republican, FUCK NO!!!!!!
You wanna see what I'm about? Go here:
http://www.aipca.org/americas-independent-party-platform.html
Get off my ass, motherfuckers.
I AM NOT A FUCKING REPUBLICAN!!!!!!!
I am a registered voter with the American Independent Party.
Conservative, yes.
Very Conservative, yes.
Republican, FUCK NO!!!!!!
You wanna see what I'm about? Go here:
http://www.aipca.org/americas-independent-party-platform.html
Get off my ass, motherfuckers.
An Obama Coloring Book??!!
A fucking coloring book for this asshole. The indoctrination begins with the young. Next stop, youth camps and turning the parents in for criticizing the government. The 1930's (Germany) all over again.
-Balloon2
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Bacon. Mmmmm, bacon.....
If you're going to drink this might be the drink of choice
http://www.browniepointsblog.com/2008/01/20/homemade-bacon-vodka/
Woody
Homemade Bacon Vodka
Sunday, January 20, 2008
I admit, I can’t remember the singular event that conspired to the creation of this bacon vodka. It came to life this Christmas and found home in a tasting kit of vodkas I made for friends and family. If you have time, bacon and vodka, you too can have this tasty elixir in your hands.
What to do with it you ask? You can give it away as a gift, use it in a Bloody Mary, Make a Bastardized Cloudy Martini (a real martini doesn’t have vodka) with it and a blue cheese stuffed olive. I haven’t tried this one, but I can recognize the appeal of a Pickle Juice Sport made with bacon vodka (that’s pickle juice mixed with vodka).
It is also wonderful when mixed with date syrup for a sweet bacon cordial. It can also be poured into a spray bottle and used to spritz just a touch of smoky bacon flavor to salads, toasts or stews… wherever you want to add a touch of flavor.
Perhaps a dab behind the ears?
Bacon Vodka
makes up one pint
Fry up three strips of bacon.Add cooked bacon to a clean pint sized mason jar. Trim the ends of the bacon if they are too tall to fit in the jar. Or you could go hog wild and just pile in a bunch of fried up bacon scraps. Optional: add crushed black peppercorns.
Fill the jar up with vodka. Cap and place in a dark cupboard for at least three weeks. That’s right- I didn’t refrigerate it.
At the end of the three week resting period, place the bacon vodka in the freezer to solidify the fats. Strain out the fats through a coffee filter to yield a clear filtered pale yellow bacon vodka.
Decant into decorative bottles and enjoy.
Gotta be California (again)
Is this two chicks? Two dudes? A chick and a dude? A chick and a tranny? Two trannys?
I really shouldn't post shit like this when I'm fucked up.
I think I'm gonna get sick.
That'll do in a pinch
How 'bout a helicopter, 7 hooters girls (front one may or may not be bald) and a.....friggin penguin.
Have good one, man.
-Jim R
It ain't guns, camel toes, and dogs, but what the fuck, it got a grin out of me.
Well, shit.
Okay, I don't know how the fuck this happened but somehow I've managed to pick up a spare Evil Cat.
Over the past couple of months, there's been this mangy white and black spotted cat hanging out around my front yard, napping in my weedbed, shitting in my ivy and generally being the vagrant lazy fucker I wish I could be.
I've tried running him/her off, chucking rocks at it, and kicking at it when I caught it lounging on my porch. Tonight when I headed out for a night of carousing and tomcatting (no pun intended) the stupid motherfucker actually came up and rubbed against my leg.
I hate cats.
So I fed it.
Over the past couple of months, there's been this mangy white and black spotted cat hanging out around my front yard, napping in my weedbed, shitting in my ivy and generally being the vagrant lazy fucker I wish I could be.
I've tried running him/her off, chucking rocks at it, and kicking at it when I caught it lounging on my porch. Tonight when I headed out for a night of carousing and tomcatting (no pun intended) the stupid motherfucker actually came up and rubbed against my leg.
I hate cats.
So I fed it.
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Gotta be California (again)
I'm serious. This HAS to be California. Castro District, San Francisco, California to be specific.
Mickey's guns
Thank God for the well armed biker. You won't find any group of men that are more patriotic.
No shit.
Mickey and the lovely Miss Buffalo Chip
Mickey's old lady must be taking this picture judging by the position of his hand.
D-d-d-d-damn, she's fine!
I shoulda been more specific....
I'm always willing to help a fellow blogger out.
Dog, gun and camel toe - all in one photo, as requested.
Let me know if you need a frame.
-Deb
Okay, a few days ago I asked you nice folks for material for my blog, especially pictures of guns, dogs and camel toes. I also said that anybody sent all three in one photo, I'd give 'em a special mention.
I shoulda known.......
Deb from www.debbiedoesdrivel.com gets the first and only (so far) special mention and a plug for her blog -not that she needs one.
For great humor and a wonderful series on her home state, check out her blog.
Well, isn't that precious?
Two informally dressed ladies happened to start up a conversation during an endless wait in the LAX airport.
The first lady was an arrogant California woman married to a wealthy man. The second was a well mannered elderly woman from the South. When the conversation centered on whether they had any children, the California woman started by saying, "When my first child was born, my husband built a beautiful mansion for me."
The lady from the South commented, "Well, isn't that precious?"
The first woman continued, "When my second child was born, my husband bought me a beautiful Mercedes-Benz".
Again, the lady from the South commented, "Well, isn't that precious?"
The first woman continued boasting, "Then, when my third child was born, my husband bought me this exquisite diamond bracelet.
Again, the Southern lady commented, "Well, isn't that precious?"
The first woman then asked her companion, "What did your husband buy for you when you had your first child?"
"My husband sent me to charm school," declared the Southern lady.
"Charm school?" the first woman cried, "Oh, my God! What on earth for?"
The Southern lady responded, "Well, for example, instead of saying "Who gives a shit?" I learned to say, "Well, isn't that precious..."
The first lady was an arrogant California woman married to a wealthy man. The second was a well mannered elderly woman from the South. When the conversation centered on whether they had any children, the California woman started by saying, "When my first child was born, my husband built a beautiful mansion for me."
The lady from the South commented, "Well, isn't that precious?"
The first woman continued, "When my second child was born, my husband bought me a beautiful Mercedes-Benz".
Again, the lady from the South commented, "Well, isn't that precious?"
The first woman continued boasting, "Then, when my third child was born, my husband bought me this exquisite diamond bracelet.
Again, the Southern lady commented, "Well, isn't that precious?"
The first woman then asked her companion, "What did your husband buy for you when you had your first child?"
"My husband sent me to charm school," declared the Southern lady.
"Charm school?" the first woman cried, "Oh, my God! What on earth for?"
The Southern lady responded, "Well, for example, instead of saying "Who gives a shit?" I learned to say, "Well, isn't that precious..."
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Hit the archives (better known as "Old Shit"), folks
Okay, I had a bunch of shit that I was going to post tonight but my laptop is fucking up so bad that I'm about ready to heave the motherfucker through my TV set.
It's opening programs at random, taking forever to access the folders where all my pictures are, and generally being a pain in the ass.
With my fucking firewalls and virus programs, I find it hard to believe that it got an STD (whatever happened to VD????).
So, before I do something I'll regret and can't afford to do, I'm shutting it down and drinking beer.
What really pisses me off is that Deb (http://www.debbiedoesdrivel.com/) sent me a picture of a dog, a gun and a camel toe that I wanted to post.
Check back tomorrow.
It's opening programs at random, taking forever to access the folders where all my pictures are, and generally being a pain in the ass.
With my fucking firewalls and virus programs, I find it hard to believe that it got an STD (whatever happened to VD????).
So, before I do something I'll regret and can't afford to do, I'm shutting it down and drinking beer.
What really pisses me off is that Deb (http://www.debbiedoesdrivel.com/) sent me a picture of a dog, a gun and a camel toe that I wanted to post.
Check back tomorrow.
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