Saturday, April 30, 2011

Whatever Day It Is Jams

Between Little League, Work and trying to stay half drunk. The days have ran together. I think it might be Friday? Whatever, lets jam out.June is just around the corner!! 


Friday, April 29, 2011

When You Lose The Black Vote

Your screwed.


I am thinking about it!

But $195.00 a year is a little steep. I mean, that is money that I can blow on Blownstar.

Thursday, April 28, 2011

Of course it's a fake

Just the casual glance should be all it takes for intelligent folks to conclude that the Communist shit eater's newly released "birth certificate" is another fake document. Judging by the watermarked background, it's obvious this image is assembled and is not a true image of the original document (if one even exists because who the fuck knows at this point!). There are a slew of other problems as well. I knew it wouldn't take long for analysis to start pouring in. Leave it to the underground to figure this out because the mainstream media abandoned us a looooong time ago. Hook-line-sinker. Hussein can do and say anything he wants and the media will just play right along. Pathetic isn't it?

Head over to SeanLinnane's blog. Good stuff, and don't forget to read the comments. I'm just doing my patriotic duty by spreading this information around.

You know, our society can't even get to the bottom of whatever the fuck that is in our White House and that's pretty sad. This guy is dangerous and, by the looks of current economic events, I think he's just getting started. Seriously. Fuck you, Obama. You don't fool me at all. I know you're the puppet. The real question is: who or what is the puppetmaster?


* Here is what a real birth certificate looks like.

*Paper - they did not have the legal green paper back then but a thick white rough one.

* There was NO race of “African” on official certificates until 1997.

* The address used on here was reportedly lived in by a family for 40 years during the time of 0bama's birth . . .the Lefforge family.

* There is also question about the type set used as it is from a typewriter that was released to stores two weeks before 0bama's birth and does not match the font used on other certificates from the same book Obama's was supposedly copied from.

* It lists Barack Hussein Obama as his father, and it also shows that his father is aged 25 years old, and born in Kenya, East Africa. Kenya did not become independent until December 12, 1963 and was not proclaimed the Republic of Kenya until 1964. Prior, it was known as the British East Africa Protectorate.

* Listed place of birth is Kapi'olani Maternity & Gynecological Hospital. The hospital(s) in question in 1961 were called KauiKeolani Children's Hospital and Kapi'olani Maternity Home. The name did not change to Kapi'olani Maternity & Gynecological Hospital until 1978, when these two hospitals merged.

* We have been told that his original name is Barry. So why is Barack on the birth certificate?

If any of you run across additional evidence, please forward to me. I want to compile everything. Happy FOD on a Thursday. I guess I should go ahead and come clean. I am a 911 Truther and I guess I'm a "birther" as well. I know that drives kerrcarto nuts so I just wanted to poke the mad dog once again. heh heh. Hey, at least I'm honest.

Update: Just found more stuff at Market Ticker:

The file on the White House's web server is manufactured. It is notably missing any sign of chromatic aberration. All color imaging sensors produce chromatic aberration.

Fuckin' Cooncracker. This house of cards has to fall at some point.

Mexican Abbreviations

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Beer Is Food And I'm Hungry!

A big round of applause for Mr. J. Wilson! 46 Days straight. Wow! Had I known Mr. J. Wilson was considering this attempt I would've gladly volunteered to be the Guinnea Pig for testing purposes. That Illuminator Doppelbock must be some pretty stout shit, because his 5 per weekday and 6 per weekend regiment wouldn't cut it for me, and I'm a bean pole. Let's double that daily intake, and then we're talkin'.

For Lent, Christians often give up something to remember the sacrifice they believe Jesus made for them on the cross. Wilson decided to give up all food and drink except beer.

Amen! I like that idea. I've never given anything up for Lent. Maybe next year I'll try giving up work for 46 days so I can sit back and enjoy what God intended us to enjoy; ice cold American made beer!

If you’re wondering if Wilson will ever drink beer again after living on nothing but beer for 46 days, he said he’ll probably take a break from doppelbock, but on Easter Sunday he brewed 10 more gallons of a different recipe.

Of course he did! He's an American for cryin' out loud, not some euro-trash pussy!

"Beer is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy" -Benjamin Franklin

The picture of these two dudes reminded me of this Black Label Society jam. I think all the bases are covered don't you?

I went to a fight last night and a breakfast combo broke out

Crackering going down in Atlanta? Or just good old-fashioned police brutality? Well, I'm gonna have to think about this one for a while. The story indicates that an off-duty officer who may know the woman is involved. So this may have been something personal. Who the fuck knows? The cops look inefficient and the punch I think is fuckin' lame. That's one tough babe, though, and it looks like she may have a nice rack, too.

We'll have to follow this story. Maybe the Grouchy Old Cripple can enlighten us on this one since Atlanta is his hood. One thing is for sure; our society is crumbling. How many restaurant fight videos have we been laughing at this last month? 4 now? Fuck. Not good.

BTW, the two dudes filming this sound like a couple of douchebags. I wouldn't be too quick to rush judgment on cops. Several cops are present so there is obviously some legitimate concern over something involving this woman. Again, the cops look inefficient and we don't know the whole story. But considering that this babe is white, nothing will probably come of this.

A Loss For Words?

Here we go again. What the FUCK!

When I got home from work tonight I was stressed out and ready for a bowl and some double-digit beers. Within 5 minutes, I was leveled out and ready to do absolutely nothing except enjoy my beer, my high, some serious playing time behind my guitar for once, and the 78 degree sunshine on my front porch. It's been more than a year since I've picked up the guitar and actually practiced for more than 5 minutes. For some reason, the motivation was there tonight so I just took the ball and ran with it. When it was all said and done, I put in over two hours tonight between scales, chord progressions, and a weak attempt at adding lyrics to some of my old stuff. The only time I can ever remember getting writer's block was when trying to write lyrics. Don't know why that is, but it sucks. I forgot how much I enjoy making up new music though. It's fun, and for some reason it gives me a feeling of serenity and accomplishment. It ranks pretty high up there on the scale too. Besides my epic fail at writing lyrics tonight, it was a relaxing, fun and productive evening behind my six string.

Then I went to check email, daily reads, etc. and my evening turned to shit. I got an IM from a friend of mine tonight that went something like this:

Friend: Hey. You there?
Me: What's up you punk ass bitch?
Me: Yeah I'm here motherfucker but I'm going outside for a smoke. Back in a few. Me: I haven't heard from you in a while. Where the fuck have you been?
Me: Doing double-header donkey shows in TJ to pay for your smack habit or what?
(I leave to go for my smoke)
(5 minutes later I come back)...
Friend: [My brother] committed suicide.
Friend: The service is this weekend.
Friend: Wanted you to know, but if you can't make it I understand.
Me: Fuck man!
Me: What the fuck man!
Me: I'm sorry, brother. I literally dont know what to say. What the fuck!
Me: How are you holding up?
Friend: Not good at all. Haven't been in to work for a week and a half.
Friend: Been hittin the whiskey hard
Friend: I can't sleep at all. The only way to rest is to pass out wasted.
Friend: Even then it's only for a few hours
Friend: I'm rattled to the core
Me: Fuck dude, I can't even begin to imagine.
Me: I am toally blown away right now.
Me: Do you need anything? Is there anything I can do?
Friend: Me too
Friend: No, but thanks. I will email you the time and address for Saturday.
Friend: It would really be cool if you can make it. I gotta go. Later.
Me: For sure man. I'll be there.
Me: Later...

What the fuck! I can never imagine being that short sighted, hopeless and desperate to resort to pulling the plug on my own act. Selfish too! Putting your family and friends, and especially your mother, through this fucking shit is like sentencing them to hell on earth for the rest of their mortal days. A big piece of them will forever be dead inside, and their smile will never be big again.

This kid was only 26 years old. Honestly, I didn't know him very well, but I've been friends with his brother for a long time and knew they were pretty close. Every time I saw this kid he was laughing about something and talking shit to his buddies like most everyone does. I never really saw, or never noticed, his hidden side that we all have and hide. He seemed like a happy successful guy with nothing to complain about. Like I said, I didn't know him well, but he was a cool dude. Seemed to me like he had his shit together way more than I ever will. Not anymore. That permanent solution to a temporary problem has claimed yet another, and it fucking sucks!

I only knew him for about a month, when he showed up to the bar one night for my birthday and gave me a really nice expensive pipe to replace the one I dropped and cracked a few days earlier. I thought that was really cool of him, not to mention generous. Hell, I would've been happy enough with some rolling papers. I think that for Saturday's service, I'm going to have that pipe packed with the best green I can find, so when the service is over we can walk to the beach, fire up, smoke ourselves silly and remember the good times. Rest in peace brother.

It's going to be a long road ahead for his close friends and entire family. I don't wish that road upon anyone.

I forgot what I titled this post by the time I was done writing it. I had to go back and add the question mark after I read what I had written. Loss for words my ass! This was supposed to be a short, simple little post about how I may have found something to break my lyrical writer's block, or at least found something to write about the next time I give it a go. Not a fucking novel.

I'm tired and hammered and need to go to bed. I have to be to work in four hours. Fuck. It's going to be a long day today...

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Liar Liar

Remember on the campaign trail when Comrade Cooncracker was asked about using presidential signing statements? And how he answered the ladies question with a very detailed answer on how they were unconstitutional. Well I do.

Well guess what he did last week.

Last week the White House and congressional Democrats and Republicans were involved in intense negotiations over not only the size of the budget for the remainder of the FY2011 budget, and spending cuts within that budget, but also several GOP “riders,” or policy provisions attached to the bill.

One rider – Section 2262 -- de-funds certain White House adviser positions – or “czars.” The president in his signing statement declares that he will not abide by it.

And then, another executive order.

Here's another reason to think the 2012 campaign is underway with a vengeance: If a company wants a federal government contract, from now on it will first have to disclose if the company or its executives gave more than $5,000 in political donations.

This latest federal rule comes courtesy of a new executive order now being drafted in the White House.

Fuck You Liar!

Monday, April 25, 2011


I forgot all about this one until I came across my CD rummaging through old shit today. Even though I can almost guarantee Green Day edorsed this fuck for POTUS, I'm going to use their own tune to bash him, since the lyrics pretty much describe how I feel anyways. This is dedicated to Cooncracker and the democratic party as a whole:


Sunday, April 24, 2011


Holy fucking shit!! Hollllly fuuuuuuuucking shiiiiiiiitt!!! The chick who got her ass beat at McDonald's two days ago? Chick's a DUDE!!!!! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA......cough cough.....BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! Ah fuck that just made my day! Whew!!!

Friday, April 22, 2011

More Friday Funnies

If we can't sit back and laugh every once and a while. Than life is not worth living.

You all need a good laugh

Duh! Click the image so you can read it.

America's Finest Niggers III

Damnnnnnn!!! You dumb mother fuckers are on a roll!!! Here's some niggering going down in Baltimore.

Big fat nigger bitch? Check.
Fast food restaurant? Check.
Fight? Check.

Now, notice what we have here is a potential hate crime. Oh wait. I'm sorry. It's only a hate crime if a white person beats a nigger down; not the other way around. Unfuckingbelievable.

Also notice how the two nigger dudes filming this warn the bitches to flee because the cops are coming, while filming the poor girl having seizures on the floor. Fucking pussies. I think if I were in that restaurant, you would probably see a video of a big fat nigger bitch flying through da air.

Eric Holder was unavailable for comment.

Thursday, April 21, 2011

America's Finest Niggers II + Bonus Cracker Coverage

Niggering in Cleveland. What is it with niggaz, fast food, and violence? Must be sumpin in da fry grease. Y'all remember this one? I guess Jack n da Box, Wendys, or Dairy Beeatch be next.

Comin' to a Big Mac shack in a hood near you. Word.

Cracker mother fuckers aren't getting away with anything either. Did you see this story this morning? That's some evil shit. Here is a picture of these gang bangin' cracker fucksticks + 1 wetback or whatever the fuck he is. I had to dig around to find it. Gems of the human race. I hope some big fat nigger fucks your cracker asses up in prison. Don't drop the soap.

And that's it for my racist rants of the day. Tune in next week for more NiggerCrackerWetback tales.

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Happy 420

Someone, somewhere is engaging in 420 at any given moment. Someone, somewhere is fucking, too. But, alas, it's April 20th, the real Earth Day.


Remember when gas prices spiked during the latter part of the Bush Administration? Remember the media's brutal assault on the Republican Party? Gas prices are even higher now courtesy of Cooncracker & Co. But where's the media outrage? I only hear crickets. I know I'm preaching to the choir here but the media corruption is so blatant it's nearly beyond comprehension.

Fuck all Democrats.

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

One Of These Days, Bang Zoom, Straight To The Moon

Chuck Schumer took to the airwaves to to tell Texas to give up on the fight for Houston to get one of the Space Shuttles. Here is his argument.

Hey Chuck. New York deserves the shuttle like Obama deserves a second term. What did New York do to help launch us into space? Zip diddly shit. That's what. Nothing against y'all in NY but the space center is located IN Houston! The Space Program was birthed there. Houston deserves it! Houston is also pronounced with an H Chucky, you fuckhead. It isn't spelled Ouston. If you are going to throw down a challenge, at least pronounce the name of the challenged correctly you ginormous twait (that's a cross between a twit and a twat).

Then you have the chutzpah to steal OUR slogan and use it against us?! Don't Mess with New York? I thought it was I Love New York? And I would, even more, if they would vote your imbecilic ass out of office.

Well, Little Chuckie McFuckface. I don't know if you are aware of this, but, we also have another saying here in Texas.

You fucking sanctimonious asshole.

Monday, April 18, 2011


I'm too lazy to write or photoshop anything today. Thankfully Harper isn't.

Saturday, April 16, 2011

Dear Liberals,

TSA Tales

So there's been a lot of stories this week about the TSA. Fuckers. But you were on your good behavior last time I went through. Two weeks ago I escorted my children to the gate (spring break) so, obviously, I had to go through security. Now this was a very stressful situation for me because this was my first time to go through security since the TSA installed their radioactive porno scanners and implemented their new sexual harassment policies at Seattle-Tacoma International Airport. I've had plenty of opportunities to fly on business these last few months but have opted to drive because of the TSA and my very bad temperament towards perverted communist government employees. But there was no avoiding these sick fucks two weeks ago.

So we're standing in line and noticed the porno scanners. My son looked up at me and said that security takes all the fun out of flying. I couldn't agree with him more. Anyway, I noticed how people simply had no problem walking into these radioactive skin flicks. In fact, everyone around me was cooperative and really didn't care. I'm like, WTF!! Some guy in front of me said that he hoped he didn't have to walk through that machine. I replied, "We're opting out and I don't know what's going to happen after that." If one of those fuckers singled us out to cop a feel on my kids, we could have had a very intense situation. Anyway, you could choose one of three security lines after they check your drivers license and tickets. I randomly selected one and this line took us into the standard metal detector. It was old hat for us and I was very relieved. The TSA employees were respectful and, really, it was no big deal. Standard security works. So does profiling but our society doesn't have the balls to do that (we'd rather feel up granny than offend a Moooslime). What is TSA's track record anyway? Oh that's right, they don't have one. These radiation machines and rape fests are nothing more than conditioning for the masses. Again, I closely watched all who walked into those porno scanners. Hands up in the air and all that. NOBODY CARED. Maybe I'm just an asshole. Maybe I'm blowing this all out of proportion. I don't know.

I'm curious. Just how far down the rabbit hole are we gonna crawl after some terrorist stuffs a bomb up his ass?

I guess I wouldn't mind an "enhanced" pat down as long as it's a big fat black chick doing it. Lower baby. Lower baby. Yeah, right there honey. You feel that? I'm gonna have to fly more often sweetie. Mmmm.

Until we meet again, TSA...xoxo

Friday, April 15, 2011

Friday Night Anarchy!!

To hell with politics it's Friday! Rock nfuckin Roll!! Cheers!

Atlas Shrugged Part 1

Well, this should be interesting. I can't think of a more appropriate period of time other than now to release this kind of movie. I understand that Part 1 covers roughly one-third of the book. It's relatively low-budget with an undistinguished cast but I've read some fairly positive reviews about it thus far. The trailer below has over 1.3 million hits so there is definitely widespread interest out there.

In all honesty, I would recommend reading the book first. My hardcopy has 1,168 pages, but I can't pinpoint a book of this size that I've read faster. Ayn Rand envelopes the reader. It's a gripping tale. And the relevance is creepy considering that this book's copyright date is 1957. Who knows? Will the lights be on in New York by the time Part 3 is released?

Friday Morning Fear Factory

Since our time stamp is on Texas time, technically it's Friday already, even though my clock is saying that it's only Thursday at 23:15 in San Diego. I try not to waste my time with bullshit symantics, so I'm going to ignore my clock for the time being. Hell, it's Friday Happy Hour somewhere in the world, so fuck it.

I don't do coffee in the morning. Energy drinks make me feel nervous and twitchy. The little "5 Hour Energy" shots that 7/11 sells never really appealed to me. I've never tried that shit, but to know I wouldn't like it, I don't have to. I got the coke scene out of my system in my late 20's/early 30's, and that meth shit is just flat out evil. Fuck. That. I would like to put a few pounds on this year, so eating diet pills for their "speed effect" seems rather stupid to me. What else is there? For me? Nothing.

Nah, none of that shit gets me going in the morning like music does. Metal or punk is typically the most effective as my morning energy medicine, but it's not a pre-requisite to be played in my truck. I've been known to rock out to some Night Ranger, and even Joan Jett, just to name a couple off the top of my head. Yeah, I know... probably too much information. (smartass comment from Paul in 3.....2.....1......)....

Anyways, my CD changer was in "shuffle" mode tonight when I got home from work, and this was the first song it picked as I was grabbing a beer. That was a foreshadowing moment that I didn't even recognize at the time, but it's the reason for this post, and the reason why I'm shitfaced hammered in front of my computer right now instead of in bed where I should have been 2 hours ago.

When I pull out of my driveway in seven hours, still half-drunk and tired as fuck, the Obsolete album by Fear Factory will be cued up and ready to go in my truck, and ready to be played in the upper numbers on my volume control. For me, that's better than any fucking coffee or energy drink out there. And it's been proven to work for me for the last 20+ years. I'm gonna be unstoppable in the morning. Until then, I need to finish my dinner and sleep off some of this heavy-duty buzz that's rolling around my head right now. I didn't realize it was so late already. Maybe that's why I'm so fucked up right now. Happy Friday!

Thursday, April 14, 2011

An oldie but a goodie...


This just in...... have you heard it??
Playboy reportedly offered Sarah Palin $4 Million to pose nude in their July
Michelle Obama was offered 50 bucks from National Geographic.....
And in other news.....
We all remember the KFC "Hillary Meal"--- two small breasts and two big
thighs. Now, KFC has announced an addition to their chicken dinners. It's
called the Obama Cabinet Bucket. It consists of nothing but left wings and

The Seeds of Civil War

The disgraceful speech delivered yesterday by our Communist Cooncracker in Chief got me to thinking as to how truly fucked our country is. This guy is a vile mother fucker and nothing more than a Socialist hack with no leadership skills whatsoever. This is what happens when you promote a community agitator to the highest job in the land. Wish I could say more but I choose to stay out of jail.

Consider this, Drudge today has linked an article telling us that our workforce as a percentage of the population has now shrunk to something like 45%. And it would be even lower had women not entered the workforce several decades ago because our male workforce has been decimated by off-shore manufacturing. With that in mind, remember the well-documented statistic that slightly over 50% of our workforce pays into the federal tax system after you consider tax refunds. What does this mean? Roughly 25% of our population financially supports the remaining 75%. Add that to an aging population and a significant proportion of unemployed youth and 20-somethings, and you've got a recipe for civil war. With gasoline pushing $4.00 per gallon and even higher in some places, the population is now being corralled into a very dark corner. The angst out there is so thick you can cut it with a butter knife.

America's first Civil War was about state rights. I don't care what they teach in school, it was about state rights. Specifically, the states' right to practice slavery among other issues like tax policy and commerce. The war was fought between several states against the US federal government. We know who won that. The next war will be fought between the "haves" and the "have nots." The "have nots" should be aptly named the Obamabots, and there are millions of them. I can prove it by proposing a simple exercise:

Go to your local grocery store and at check-out, ask the clerk about what proportion of customers use food stamps. Then ask how many of them have cell phones and all that. Also ask what kind of food these people buy. Also ask when store sales peak during the month (should be in the beginning after welfare checks are cashed). You'll be shocked at the responses. I guaranfuckingtee it.

Hope. Change. Value Menu.

Wednesday, April 13, 2011


The Secret Service has uncovered a Tea Party plot to kidnap Imam Cooncracker.

Tuesday, April 12, 2011


Today, ALG President Bill Wilson issued the following statement on a proposed increase in the $14.294 trillion national debt ceiling:

A big lie being perpetrated by the [Niggerhonkey] Administration and mainstream media is that if Congress does not raise the $14.3 trillion national debt ceiling, the nation will default on its obligations. This is nothing more than a scare tactic. Just like a consumer credit limit, if the debt ceiling is reached, this will simply mean that the Treasury cannot issue new debt. The existing debt could still be refinanced, but interest owed on the debt would have to be paid out of revenue and the budget would also have to be balanced immediately. That is not a default.

The Obama Administration needs to stop lying about the debt ceiling, and level with the American people about the dire fiscal catastrophe the nation faces with a debt so large that it cannot be paid.

He's exactly right. Imagine maxing out your own credit card and then declaring to your creditor that you need more credit or you won't be able to pay the interest. Yeah, pretty fucked up, right? Well that's exactly how Washington is spinning this to us. They think we're fucking stupid out here you know that?

I remember hearing some barking moonbat declare that we will default if we don't raise the debt ceiling. I think it was "Tax Cheat" Geithner. What a fuckstick. What we need to do is LOWER SPENDING in a meaningful way and I'm not talking about a few billion here and a few over there! I'm talking hundreds of billions of fucking dollars! Folks, I'm trying to get behind Speaking Boehner but it seems like he has about as much spine as the 1990s Republicans had under Gingrich. Today, we learn that the supposed savings Boehner negotiated are nothing more than accounting gimmicks. Hey Washington! Gimmicks can only last for so long. Just ask Enron, Freddie & Fannie, AIG, etc. But wait. I guess you are the ones with the printing presses. The real world just doesn't apply to you sorry rat eaters does it?

God help us. We have douchebags in one Party and barking moonbats in the other. We're fucked.
Hope. Change. Corndogs.

Monday, April 11, 2011

Line Drawn

This is pretty much where I draw the line. This is the point where violence in the name of self-defense is 100% justified. If this policy ever makes it into my neighborhood, some serious shit will go down I guarantee it. You sick fucks can take your nanny state and shove it up your Communist shiterators. Happy fucking Monday.,0,4567867.story

Chicago is the new San Francisco. Fucking retards.

"We have no control over the food." That pretty much sums it up doesn't it? You government fucks are walking on very thin ice. Tread very carefully because there are millions and I mean millions of pissed off citizens just like me. Stay the fuck out of my life. Life without liberty is not worth living.

Saturday, April 9, 2011

It's Friday Let's Jam!

I can relate..

Friday, April 8, 2011

Fun with Drudge

Better Form Than The Cooncracker II

It was close, but even this has better form than King Cooncracker...

Better Form Than The Cooncracker

The boy pitched the first three innings of last nights game. He did really well. We played Comfort, and they take their baseball fucking serious! He struck a few kids out (one kid was classic two heaters then a change up, dude was three feet in front of the ball when he swung) made a couple of plays at first and gave up no runs. I tell you what, the boy has potential.

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

(Im)Pale'd Rider Update

So Mikey, the kid who impaled his face on a tree branch in my Fuggin Ouch post below, is going to get his "15 minutes of fame" from that unfortunate crash and face placement. According to his dad, Tru-TV and The Travel Channel's "When Vacations Attack" have already made him offers on the video. I guess it's cool he's going to make some cash off of this, but what a fucked up way to get your 15 minutes...

I didn't get my buddy's email update until it was too late to call him tonight, but I can't wait to hear the motherfucker try to explain this picture to me. Really. I'm looking forward to hearing why they went home first and took pictures instead of making a fucking b-line straight to the nearest hospital? I mean what the fuck!? Poor kid. It would've taken me every last bit of restraint in my body to not just rip that foreign object out of my flesh.

Anyway, this is a couple hours post-accident. Obviously, pre-treatment. WTF!

UPDATE: It turns out that it was all Mikey's idea to go to his buddy's house before the hospital to show him in person his brand new "sliver". I suppose I may have done the same thing when I was 17 years old. Showing off injuries, scars, etc. has always been a common past time among teenage dudes. Nowdays, fuck that! To hell with everyone else. They can catch the youtube clip of it. Get this fucking thing out of my face STAT!

Cooncracker Speaks

Did y'all just catch that press conference speech? That fucker looked higher than I am.

Droppin' a Dos

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Let The Obama 2012 Campaign Begin

My brother sent this to me. Note the flying unicorn at the end. BWEAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Monday, April 4, 2011


My brother in law sent me this screen shot taken from Drudge today.

He thought it should read like this. I agree.

If you fuckheads re-elect this guy, I will lose all faith in America and move to New Zealand.

Fuck the cooncracker.


Sunday, April 3, 2011

Fuggin' Ouch!

My buddy went riding last weekend with a friend and his 17yr. old son. The kid took what seemed like a normal spill, until his helmut was removed. Holy shit! I've crashed plenty of times, and crashed hard a few, but nothing like this. Holy shit!

25 stitches later he's got a scar, a story to tell and video proof of it all. His dad is a Fire Chief, and I love how he calmly just says, "Technically, we should leave it in..." LMAO!

Saturday, April 2, 2011

Mellow Grooves

Mellow out brothers! Why so hostile? The world is only on fire. Geez.

Friday, April 1, 2011

Friday Night Anarchy!!

Happy Friday mother fuckers!! Some Pantera is in order.

RIP Dimebag Darrell.