brh does cassette tapes

Holy shit…I haven’t listened to the rest, but this one’s crazy: http://brh.menglef.org/brandon_haney_-_seasick_in_a_boat_with_a_hole.mp3

Conjoined twins

I have nothing helpful to say about this.
But I do have one question that is not creepy. Should it be ok that they are driving around?
I am trying my best to be sensitive. Please advise.

p.s.- if there is a benevolent god, he is retarded and asleep.

picasso, van gogh, sherwin williams… these are people who worked in paints.

http://www.funnyordie.com/videos/f3a2605847/craigslist-penis-photographer-featuring-bob-odenkirk-from-fod-team

His mother must have been Asian.

I don’t know what this is. See what happens when I only have to work eight hours a day. I have visions of a Jack Rabbit father taking his inter-species, inter-racial child on a canabalistsic hunting trip. Idle hands my friends….

It’s not that crazy. I’m sure there’s Japanese porn of chicks banging rabbits. There has to be. Maybe this is just a vision of one of those rabbits trying to be a good dad to his half-white, half-human, bastard son of an Asian porn star by taking him to murder and eat his native ancestors. It’s got to be a metaphor for something.

MFA in Photography, here I come.

If nothing else it would make a great NRA poster.

Et tu, Rabbit?

Yes… Rabbits are assholes. Sweet Jesus, we hiked all over the desert to get one fucking rabbit, and it tasted that much better because of it. Well, honestly, it would have tasted just as good if we would have shot it on the first day out, but that’s splitting hares… get it…. hares… and we split it…. with guns.

The reason why I’m  so glad we got one isn’t out of sportmanship. It’s out of vengeance. I never told any of you this, but the last time we were out hunting rabbits… they… well.. they raped me. The rabbits had their way with my perfect starfruit. I can still smell the stink of their cigarettes mixed with the acrid odor of their cheep cologne. The fluffy one was the worst. Again and again – he just couldn’t get enough. After they were finally done, when they started to leave, I gathered myself enough to throw a empty wine glass at them, but it exploded harmlessly against the door jam. It missed the fluffy one by mere inches, but he didn’t even flinch. He just lit a cigarette, turned and gave me a look that said, “bitch, you best calm down before I get my rape on again.” Then he left and they all hopped away, stopping occasionally to let butterflies land on their noses or to nibble bits of clover.

For me this isn’t hunting, it’s fucking revenge.

Happy new year and a big fuck you to 2008.

This is a blog, so I will share my feelings. Rabbits are winners. Those little bastards are smart and tough. Mr. Walkway, back me up on this, but I think we have hiked close to 50 miles in the last 2 or 3 weeks and seen dozens of rabbits before we earned the prize.

They will inherit the earth, along with the retards and the cockroaches.

Hope you all had a good holiday. Big ups to the coming year- hope it brings all of my friends magic times and unexpected sweet desserts.

BEEP FOREVER

Happy New Year!

I hope 2009 proves to be a great year for all of you. In the meantime, laugh at some retards.