Judging by the amount of posts, it sure seems that people like the current slogan. Will Chater keep the thread open until post #300 (reply #299) is reached, or will we be holding onto this slogan for a while?
I've picked up a couple of bartending shifts at a local bar to supplement my income. Yesterday, there was a huge parade right down the street. I turn to my wife and say "Awesome, I'll make some money today" as the fill in day shifts I've picked up so far haven't been very lucrative. We then find out that the parade is for people that have overcome drug and alcohol addiction. I wish I could make this shit up. I didn't get a customer for four hours.
What the fuck is with you guys and deep throating bananas. Another Pakistani guy I know takes pride in his banana deep throating skills. Is it another national sport like cricket ? He'd go so far as to beg us to watch him do it. His sister was the same way. Except she loves the mananas.
8 am?!?!? Why, I almost dropped the bible. I had to DJ a wedding last night where the bride and groom were forced by the groom's family to drink beer out of each other's shoes to THIS song: Spoiler ..I actually LIKE the song, but you can't me that's not just a little weird. Even funnier that the groom couldn't finish and the bride pounded it like a shot of fruit punch.
Yes, Eight-in-the-fucking-A-M. Haven't these people ever conceived of a quiet, relaxing Sunday morning, as opposed to blaring nonsensical yelling? I don't really care about the politics, it's the format that gets to me. How can any moderately intelligent person enjoy listening to this shit?
There really is some bizarre phenomenon going on. Plenty of intelligent, college educated, generally rational people become complete retards the moment politics enters the room. People who are capable of researching the temperature of the intergalactic "stuff" out in the universe become incapable of reading the transcript of a speech to check the context of a statement, or doing a simple Google search to research some facts. You can watch ESPN all day long and get some excellent facts and analysis, and then switch over to whatever news/commentary channel is your choice, and the part of your brain that desires critical thinking just shuts off. I love humanity, but God damn, I can't stand individual people.
As much as I can't stand Glenn Beck, I equally can't stand the people in the "Glenn Beck is a dangerous, divisive retard! Now excuse me, I have a Jesse Jackson rally to attend" crowd.
Last night: - Someone tried to leave our house after he was drunk. We didn't know this, until we heard him BACK INTO MY BRAND FUCKING NEW CAR. Needless to say, we mobbed him and took his keys. The car can be fixed, his life couldn't if he drove in that state. Easily would have wrecked and died. Don't drink and drive kids. - I now have a mohawk. I did this sober, on a dare. I now look like a white 50 cent, with the gangsta scar on the back of my fucking head in full view. Pretty sure this = automatic street cred. Raise your hand if you have a very visible dent in the side of your head. This idiot fucker does. Ironically, the dent in my head now matches the dent in my car.
I've talked with my friends about the scar/dent on the head thing and we've all figured that just about every guy in the world has some kind of marks on our heads from when we were kids. I for one have a right angle scar about an inch long from when my brother slammed my head into the corner of a desk. I've also had a mohawk in high school. I have curly, frizzy blonde hair that Afro's, so a mohawk was hard to keep straight. Almost got fired from my job for it, but definitely worth the street cred.
Interesting use of "ironic" aside, how big a dent are we talking? You know, when you mention that it "matches the dent in [your] car", you get me thinking....
I am the king of throwing keggers. I'm amazed that my house isn't in more shambles than it is at the moment. It was a good way to end an era at this house.