“I fucking hate Christmas” - Me, five seconds ago
With the holidays and everyone taking vacation time, work has been piling up like a motherfuck. Add in the fact that most of my time at home is spent listening to my batshit roommate get drunk and complain about this dead-end relationship she’s in, and that leaves little time to type shit into a web page that I’m not getting paid for. So with this in mind, Horsetoothed is on leave until ‘08. But fear not, you three loyal readers, I have parting gifts for you…
Meagan Marcotte of Phoenix, Arizona is the Horsetoothed “Blogger I Wouldnt Mind Banging” of the day (far left in the picture).

I really hate those big sunglasses on bitches, unless that bitch is Eva Angelina, but I can forgive her for the pure fact that this bitch does yoga. All the contortions you could put her through would make pretty much any ailment you’re experiencing dissipate. Got arthritis? Bend your bitch into a pretzel and fuck her while she’s standing on her head. Got the plague? Stuff both of this bitches feet in her mouth, then make passionate love to her foot arches.
On the flip side of this, I present you with Jared Anderson, also of Phoenix (yet his dumb ass put down “Afghanistan” as his country of origin).
Jared has a blog in which he talks about something he (along with 99% of the population of the planet) doesn’t have a fucking clue about. Music… Jared is one of those punk-bitch guitarists (and I use that term lightly), that doesn’t know shit about guitars. He’s a fan of the sonic vagina secretion known as “punk music”, which pretty much solidifies that he is stupid when it comes to gear/axes/theory/blahblahblah. This sack of dung traded in a Gibson Les Paul for a fucking Fender. His reason?
I used to play a Gibson Les Paul which was ok, but it was big and bulky and heavy and to butt rock for me.
Congrats there Jared. You are the Horsetoothed “Dumbfuck Blogger of the Day”! Please flush yourself.






dude, get some sun…either that or go let your stress out in whatever way you choadesmaks do in whatever shitty place that is you are from
Havent seen the sun in weeks. Some crazy bitch kept betting me my bottom dollar that tomorrow there would be sunshine, but myself and the other aboriginals killed her.