“I’m straight up mentally ill!” - Tracy Jordan

I’m straight up physically ill! You know you’re really sick if you cough so much that you make yourself puke. That nice little surprise wound up on my floor, as I was not prepared for such an event.

Fucking kids… They take your money, your sanity, your friends, your free time, your life, your dreams, your sexy-time and finally your health and flush it all down the shitter. This past weekend I was helping out a friend who was in the hospital and the chick that was with me volunteers in the pediatric department, so of course she wanted to go see her little bastards. Like a dumb-ass, I followed and may as well have been given a blanket full of smallpox. Little Outbreak monkeys, thats what children are, jam packed with all the famous attributes carried by the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse (war, famine, conquest and death). One of the little fuckers got a hold of a coke I was drinking and that was the end of it. Right now, as I type this, I’m on my deathbed, poisoned like the aftermath of Wormwood. So yea, new readers from Sudan, excuse our lack of updates because Amaysing loses interest in things quickly (see Nu School Productions or his PS3 which doesn’t work and he continues to let it sit around the house instead of having it fixed), and I’ve been battling anthrax.

BIWMB

Anyway, this weeks BIWMB (Blogger I Wouldn’t Mind Banging, or should be Blogger I Wouldn’t Mind Giving The Motherfucking Andromeda Strain) is Josefina Lundberg of Uppsala, Sweden. Regardless of the fact that I cant understand a damned thing she types, it looks like she’s dating a younger version of House and she types “Party like a rokstar”, I’d still give her surgically altered ass the once over.

..::Mid Afternoon Edit::..

Remember no, because nobody ever reads this stupid ass site a while back when I declared Arizona excellence?  Yea, I really take a lot of that back… Especially after seeing Kimberly Joiner, Miss Arizona and her bulbous beer gut.  It looks like at any given moment she will unleash an earth rumbling belch, followed by “Hey Homer!”