Monday, December 28, 2009

Creative Lewdness

Have you ever seen the american express commercial where they make everday items (purses, couches, chairs, sinks, vacuums, etc.) look like faces?

For some reason I love that commercial. Anywho, I think we can do better and I propose a contest where everyone submits their own picture or pictures. Winner gets a special gift from me of my choosing.
Major points will be awarded for creative lewdness.



Here are a few lame attempts (lacking in lewdness) by me:



Sunday, December 27, 2009

Kyle got drunk and farted at my dad.

Monday, December 21, 2009

Over the holidays I like to reflect on the past year, the ups and downs, the bests and worsts. I encourage you to make a list too. Why? Just make the fucking list.

* Favorite movie despite not having seen any of the year’s top rated: Public Enemy
* Favorite (and only) live show: Andrew Bird
* Favorite side characters that steal the friggin show: Andy (The Office), street corner thug (Gran Torino), Jimmy Smits (Dexter), Charlie (Its Always Sunny...)
* Movie that, on revisiting again in my head this year, still think is the most monstrously overrated movie of the decade: Crash (2004)
* God’s cheese gift to me: Dubliner cheese
* Biggest cheese mistake of ’09: last week’s homemade Roquefort & refried bean quesadilla
* Favorite Children’s show I’ve grown to absolutely hate: Yo Gabba Gabba
* Favorite Children’s show that aint so bad: Backyardigans
* Favorite Mr. Stinky: the one down there
* Least favorite weird thing: suddenly gaining weight; my weight has never fluctuated much, then bam, I turn 30 and here comes the pound packing.

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Macgyver

A decently amusing story:

I left the bar at 2am last night and went back to my apartment and found myself locked out of it. No fault of my own actually, but that's not relevant to the story. I thought about calling a few friends I was out with so I could crash on their couch, but decided it would cost me a few hours of sleep to deal with getting there and getting back to my place in the morning before I gave my class their final at 10AM, and that breaking into my apartment would present a good challenge. I got really into Macgyver as a stoner undergrad, and figured I had seen enough episodes that I was capable of this. I have seen him break into doors with a credit card, and decided that was the plan.

I figured what I had to do was get the card between the wall and the metal-lock piece that sticks into the wall. This wasn't going to happen; there was a metal shelving for that thing, which I'll call the "penis" for sake of clarity. So the penis was nestled into the vagina, and there was no way my card was coming between the two. Far too big.

I decided what had to be done was to rip the card so it could fit in there. I chose my "check card" which I'm still not sure what it does, and ripped that into a strip that would fit into the vagina. It fit! But there was no way that it was going to be strong enough to push the penis back into the door. I was stuck.

I have also seen movies where people kick down doors, so I decided that was worth a try. I did some stretching (the last thing I needed at that point was a pulled hammy) and decided on body-checking the door instead of kicking it. I left the card piece in there, thinking that might help. So I drilled the door with my body (shoulder is a little sore) but it didn't open. It did seem to move a bit, and when I went back to the door, I could see into the vagina a little better. The penis was still fully in there, but the door was now able to be pushed back far enough where I could almost touch the penis with my finger. I also woke some neighbors. I went back to work with the card, not wanting to completely destroy my door a day before leaving for 3 weeks.

I ripped my check card into 4 strips that I could fit between the penis and vagina, but I still couldn't get any push back on the penis. So I took another credit card and tried to weasel that in, and thought I felt the penis push in. I did that for about 5 minutes, but still didn't feel like I was pushing in on the penis with enough strength. I made it 3 credit cards, and instantly knew I was onto something. Eventually I put a corner of the 3 cards into the vagina, behind the penis (the path was cleared by the ripped card strips still in there) and twisted the cards other corner so it went between the door and the wall, and the door opened. I stood there confused for a second, not really sure what happened. Then I pumped my fists triumphantly and ate some pie.

The end.

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Tricky Smit

One trick I like to play, though not really a good idea, is to lead Sean into a tough topic and have him ask Dee about it. Today's was spurred on by a blood drive sign: "Sean, do you want to do a blood drive?", "What's a blood drive?", "Ask your mommy". Then after explaining that it is for grown ups that donate blood for sick people, Sean says "But I'm not sick, so I can eat blood."

Saturday, December 12, 2009

The Douchies

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