My Day
Got up.

Fed the baby.

Ate.

Did a tiny bit of drawing.

Ran.

Ate out.

Went to Wal Mart.

Saw balls on a truck in the Wal-Mart parking lot.

Beat off to college volleyball.

Watched the Fedor fight on CBS…Fedor got another knockout.

Wrote a blog about this shit.

These are the nipples. Somewhat old, but they seem to work well.
Mr. Walkway, I am sighting in your cannon tomorrow.
I found this video, and my thoughts progressed something like this:
“WHOA…3 SHOT POLE CANNON…….HOLY SHIT……..these guys are dorks…..this is NASTY CREW in 25 years.”
My favorite quote is “Whatever we did (?), it was deadly.”
Fedor
This guy is crazy.
I’ve actually been watching this MMA/UFC shit on tv more than I’d like to admit, these past couple of months. It’s great to have on while I’m feeding the baby.
Any of you douches watch this too?
The true spirit of rock.
I love this band. Yeah, there’s a lot to laugh at here – Coke bottle glasses, love handles, Italian molester mustache, but I love these guys and their first couple of albums are phenomenal. Dudes, I present Dark Quarterer. Rockin’ shit out in 1984.
Count Roderick
Please advise. How come I can’t find any pictures of the Count except the ones posted here?
I am trying to understand vamps.
Double the fun!
Even more jackoffishness and fun, beating off with guitars…as fucking twins this time!
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