For once, I kind of appreciate YouTube commenters’ ability to just get right to it:
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
A Thin Crust of Hope: The Susan Guy Story
Pizza is the best. If you don’t agree with that statement then please do not read this site.
AND DON’T LET THE BLOG HIT YOU ON THE WAY OUT.
It is so delicious! With the cheese and the toppings and the sauce and the cheese and the toppings and the pizza. Yum! Yum!
My Uncle used to say that pizza was the perfect food because it included each of the four food groups, and he’s a medical doctor! So it should come as no surprise that pizza is a life-saver. Of course it is! Admittedly, it is not a life-saver the way that, you know, medicine is a life-saver. And apparently the only way it can save your life is if you call the same pizza place every morning and order the exact same thing (large pepperoni pizza and two Diet Cokes) in a small town where that is an easily noticeable event, and where the employees of your local pizza place are actual real employees and not would-be dancers or poets or something, too wrapped up in their hopeless DREAMS to care about you. And it should be noted that consuming a large pepperoni pizza and two Diet Cokes every day does have some side effects, but what medical treatment plan is without side-effects?! None medical treatment plans!
THANK YOU, DR. PIZZA, FOR SAVING A WOMAN’S LIFE!
Im sure that when I am 82 I'll order and eat a large pepperoni pizza everyday. I like how she gets DIET coke. Regular Coke is just empty calories.
-David
Source: GM
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Insanity
Missy Misdemeanor Elliot is making Vlogs now I guess
-David
Labels:
gay stuff,
rap that,
wackadoo,
what in the what
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Invite Me to Your Party or I Will Kill Myself
Friday, February 18, 2011
A New Kind of Crazy
Genus: Small humanoid. Sub-species of Vegans, also related to Hippies and Hipsters
Attacks: Excessive talking, razor-sharp nipples
Special Attacks: Crazy eyes
Special Qualities: Posting splits, random pec flexing, not knowing what’s going on
Skills: Expert smugness, Long-distance running, Fatty shaming
Feats: Mountain bench-pressing (Consult rule-book. Dungeon Master’s discretion)
Environment: Brooklyn, Denver, Portland OR, state parks
Treasure: Small fruits like dates and oranges, video recording device, jean shorts
Attacks: Excessive talking, razor-sharp nipples
Special Attacks: Crazy eyes
Special Qualities: Posting splits, random pec flexing, not knowing what’s going on
Skills: Expert smugness, Long-distance running, Fatty shaming
Feats: Mountain bench-pressing (Consult rule-book. Dungeon Master’s discretion)
Environment: Brooklyn, Denver, Portland OR, state parks
Treasure: Small fruits like dates and oranges, video recording device, jean shorts
Friday, February 11, 2011
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Watch Your Mouth
From the Science Museum London:
A ‘Scold’s bridle’ is a fearsome looking mask which fits tightly on to the head. A scold was defined as a “rude, clamorous woman.” The bridle was used as a punishment for women considered to be spending too much time gossiping or quarrelling. … The custom developed in Britain in the 1500s, and spread to some other European countries, including Germany. When wearing the mask it was impossible to speak. This example has a bell on top to draw even more attention to the wearer, increasing their humiliation.
"OK, but then what if we added a bell?"
Labels:
bad news,
n's touch,
old fashioned times,
punished
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