Outtakes - Hilarious!

Click here to see some outtakes from Campus Ladies. My favorites were the Truth or Dare and Prarie-Dogging 101 clips. I almost shit myself laughing several times.

Hannah is so helpful

Yesterday, when Chris and I were shoveling the driveway, Hannah put her heart and soul into helping us. She tried removing the snow from the driveway (via biting at it and rolling around in it). She also helped compact the snow as to keep it from blowing away. However, you know how kids sometimes go outside the line when they're coloring? Well, she did a bit of that too. But, I can understand, since she's only 7 (almost 8) years old. Oh yeah, she also tried helping melt some of the snow by throwing up in it. My little helper. What more could a man ask for?

Yes, please

Forgotten Terms

I watched Smoky & The Bandit I and II this past weekend...don't ask, I was bored. BUT, there are some classic curses/insults that have virtually disappeared from the American vocabulary. What, you ask, could they be? Well, the first is sum-bitch. As in, that sum-bitch just hit my car! The second is tick-turd. I think this one is self-explanatory. Regardless, I think we need to revive these forgotten gems. So, use them frequently, you sum-bitchin' tick-turds!

Falling/Tripping

Why is it so funny to see people fall? I know I have a sick sense of humor, but I fucking LOVE when I see someone wipe out. It makes me giggle. It brightens my day. That's all it takes. Of course, I wouldn't laugh (out loud) if someone got really hurt by falling. But, most of the time, it's innocent and brilliantly funny! So, take a spill, America. I'll laugh violently at you!

Holy Blast From the Past

I'm here sorting through a bunch of CDs of pictures that I've burned. However, I happened upon my younger sister's wedding CD. Holy Shit. Y'all have to see some of these pictures. It's 70's-a-licious. Notice - I was a total toe-head before puberty. Regardless, this shit if G-D funny!

Don't forget, most are pictures of my younger sister for her wedding. But there are some quality pictures of yours truely. All class.

P.S. Here are SO many more.

P.P.S. How hot are those shorts my mom outfitted me with? Now wonder why I like boys

Speaking of the Past

Look how fucking cute!!!

Yes, I Was (and am) a Dork

Here is the very first digital picture taken of me back in '97. It's pre-gay, pre-Britton, pre-anything. Yes, it's a look into my loserish past. But, it is what it is. Now do you know why my friends referred to me as Brillo Pad?

You Don't Know Me

LEO (Jul 23 - Aug 22)
Drinking style: Leo likes to drink and dance -- they're often fabulous dancers, and usually pretty good drinkers as well, losing their commanding dignity and turning kittenish. Of course, they're quite aware they're darling - Leos will be Leos, after all. They generally know their limit, probably because they loathe losing self-control. When they get over-refreshed, expect flirting to ensue -- and perhaps not with the one who brought them. But Leo's not the type to break rules even when drunk, so just try to ignore it (try harder, Cancer) and expect a sheepish (and hung over) Lion to make it up to you the next day


Here's Jim.


Here's the rest.

My Next Car

I know I'll have to wait at least until next year, but it's going to be totally worth it. Here it is. The Lexus IS-F. 400 horsepower. Probably $400(00).00 (if not more). It will be worth the wait. Watch out people, I'll be out of control on the road...as if I'm not already.

New Yeeuhs

Here are some pictures of New Years at Rob & Jim's newly-expanded, refreshed abode. It was a small, yet fun gathering with WAYYYYY too much food. Thanks a lot guys for making us Hansel & Gretel. On the flip side, my fucking camera broke while we were there - I keep getting a System Error 10 on the display. I'm sure that can't be good. But, at least a got a few good pics. My favorite is the one of the wristband. Great gift, Chris and Brian! I wear a new one to work every day now.

Reality Blows

I hate going back to work after a nice, long, alcoholic holiday. It's like a kick in the nuts....a lot of moaning, belly-aching and ball-busting. Plus, I'm fat. I endulged like it was my last day on earth for two weeks. I've decided that if I ever did become a Mr. Dad-Stay-at-Home, I'd blimp up like Anna Nicole did. Oh well, I digress. At least it's only a 4 day work week this week. AND, I get MLK day off. So, at least I'm sort of easing back into it. However, next week will be a full week of work. Maybe I'm getting sick. *cough cough* Nevermind, that sounds too much like I'm getting checked for a hernia. That's no good. I know - I think I'll develop something that requires perigoric. YES! (And shamlessly, I've brought that term into yet another one of my posts). Bygones.