Visiting this place after almost 3 years made me realize I'd lost my funny. Sense of humor smashed like a Dukes of Hazzard lunchbox at a Star Trek convention..My therapeutic outlet to poke fun, (rather than permit waves of unintelligent ne'erdowells systematically work to institutionalize me) has all but been abandoned. My reasons for starting it, are the reasons to breathe life into it.
So if you see me pokin around your place, I'm lookin for a laugh.
Drop a link if you think you've got sumfin for me. :)
Ima work on my typin and start disorganizing my thoughts.
New post soon bitches.
D
Friday, January 25, 2013
C P R
Writed by damon at 3:33 PM 0 comments
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
UNBE-LUGE-ABLE
As amazed as I am with the whole Olympic thing, I just can't seem to get past it...
One lingering question. Like, with aallll these cats in the world, why does no one ever see them, uh.. doin it?? ( a thought that haunts me... daily)
No kids, todays inquiry takes me to the far off, exotic land of Canada to ponder just how the hell someone gets to be soooo freakin good at "the luge".
-Never seen a luge course. But they must be somewhere.
-Never knew anyone who "luged". But someones obviously doin it.
-Never been lost in the "luge" equipment section at Wal-Mart. But someone is sellin sleds, right?
-Never heard, "Not this weekend, Damon. We're taking the kids luging."
How can this be? How can a sport only exist for 2 weeks at a time, every four years??
Maybe I should ask these people ...
Then they can tell me what the hell THEY are doing.
Writed by damon at 11:33 AM 3 comments
Thursday, December 3, 2009
D.J. ism
Writed by damon at 10:16 AM 17 comments
Thursday, October 1, 2009
FACEBOOK GETS THE FINGER
First off bitches, the damn thing aint twitter, there's another site for that (can't remember what it's called though....hmmm).
...And if you're gonna use facebook to post every freakin thing you do, please be doin somethin - anythin - that someone - anyone might find the least bit enter-fuckin-taining! I'm so glad you enjoy playin with your dumb-ass dog. I am utterly uber-thrilled that you are relaxing this weekend. My amazement with you going to work today can only be matched by the feeling I get when the McRib shows up. And how will I make it through another day without knowin whether or not you watched Greys Anatomy with the hubby last night?? ....the excitement is almost palpable.
And hey!! Just a tip for ya Shakespeare!!! Exclamation points do not help!!! Adding them to the mundane occurences that make up your daily life, doesn't make them better!!!
I'm off to the grocery store!!!
I'm home from the proctologist!! (actually that one needs it)
If you're still readin this, ....good.
If you're offended by it, .....great.
This post brought to you today by the letters F and U
Writed by damon at 10:11 AM 5 comments
Friday, December 5, 2008
Monday, August 18, 2008
Rut Roh.
Okay, ....necessities.
2 bottles Captain Morgan private stock rum. ---check.
4 boxes Nabisco double-stuf Oreos. ---check.
6 boxes Hot fudge sundae flavored pop tarts. ----check.
3 12 packs caffeine-free Diet Coke. -----check.
5 cases zephyrhills bottle water. -----check
Extra supply of batteries, candles, and rum (better safe than sober). ----check.
Throw potential projectiles over fence into neighbors yard. (lawn chairs etc..) ---check.
Invite blog friends over to board up windows tonight. ------- check?
Click here to volunteer. (bring your own damn pop-tarts)
Writed by damon at 9:03 AM 31 comments
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Does That Come With Tentacles?
Then they baked, deep fried, basted, char-broiled, nuked, barbecued, blackened, double-boiled, steamed, or swallowed it whole.
I say they're lookin for food.
So until they fricasee a giant squid or saute up some bigfoot,
This is it folks. Dig in.
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Writed by damon at 6:52 PM 24 comments