We're getting WrestleMania here next month. I am excited about the people that are going to come down here for it. New Orleans has a pretty high tolerance for weird people, but something tells me we ain't seen nothing yet.
It was the summer Olympics. Vastly inferior to winter which has hockey and other events that are actually exciting.
How is NOLA's tolerance for fat retarded kids? Because you are about to get hit with a rather large wave of them. If you crossed The dumbest UFC fans with the most clueless Monster Truck rally fans, you would have pro wrestling fans.
Spoken like a true Canadian. I suppose swimming, beach volleyball, track and field, and handball aren't exciting if your country isn't any good at them.
Not just a true Canadian. Do you honestly think Equitorial Guinea spends that much time watching the Winter Games? However, in response to your minor slight against my fair nation, JWags:
Well, then they should've covered the breaking penis then. And Edward Scissorhands visiting the Space Needle. Was everybody talking about that penis and ol' Edward? Whether it was the anchor or in the control room, who the fuck broadcasts a twitter feed and then just starts swiping to the next thing? They've heard of the internet, right? 98% of the content involves boobs and /or penis. You can't just go live swiping all willy-nilly.
Let me clear that up. Summer Olympics don't suck, but they have soooo many events that I simply think are dull. There are countless long and boring races, yachting, there's a lot of competing and racing but not a lot of suspense. Velodrome crashes can get pretty crazy-great too. The thing I find the most obnoxious about summer is the countless get-yer-tissue back stories on athletes that nobody needs yet they force on us anyway. I could care less about their heroic stage parents and family dog who is an injured combat vet. My question is: can they twirl a ribbon around on a stick?
Ummmm... Canadian skier pulls his disabled brother over the security barrier so they can celebrate his gold medal together.
When I worked for the air force, the director of our lab was a savant at finding show stopping bugs, but only while doing demos for presentations where we were begging for funding. He would find a bug, then stop the demo and fiddle with it until the whole system was fucked while the people deciding if the project was worthwhile watched.
I really like this article on how current critics evaluate music: Music criticism has degenerated into lifestyle reporting
Says the guy whose former mayor was hauled in front of a human rights tribunal. And! And that's the kind of day it's been.
I just made my first fried peanut butter and banana sandwich. Elvis was on to something, I tell ya what. ...And I just googled it and apparently I should have included bacon. Damn it, I should know by now that if I'm cooking something that it always needs bacon.
Elvis was awesome. He kept a cook on staff at his white trash house. I remember she released a book full of The King's favorite recipes. He would get her out of bed at 2 a.m. to cook him cheeseburgers. If the pills didn't get him his diet would have. There was a sandwich called the Fool's Loaf at The Colorado Mining Company restaurant in Denver. Elvis flew himself and his buddies out there for a midnight snack. The sandwich is a toasted French bread loaf filled with an entire jar of peanut butter, an entire jar of jelly, and a pound of bacon. The man was the ultimate baller. Fuck yacht parties.
One of my classmates in grade school ate that every fucking day, but he added hot dogs in as well. It seemed tolerable til the hot dog was added. Now it's repulsive.
Have some carbs with your carbs served with a side of fat and....CARBS! My bloodpressure shot up just looking at that thing. Imagine how rich it is. Ek.