| Monday, October 10th, 2005 |
| 6:40 pm |
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| Saturday, September 3rd, 2005 |
| 3:47 pm |
Passive Aggressive Bullshit
It was like a Lincoln log was lodged in that special place and made A tear roll down my face as i felt the biggest contraction in my asshole ever on record, which is why we dont go to Don Pablos anymore. |
| Monday, August 29th, 2005 |
| 12:40 pm |
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| 12:37 am |
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| Friday, August 19th, 2005 |
| 8:00 pm |
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| Thursday, August 18th, 2005 |
| 1:47 pm |
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| 1:36 pm |
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| Tuesday, August 16th, 2005 |
| 3:49 pm |
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| 3:39 pm |
Addicted to Eating Bottle Caps (Not the Candy)
The only problem is, when its time for those aluminum suckers to come out of my body, it feels like the razorblades of a thousand depressed emo kids slicing my asshole. But dont Worry, I recycled them. So the next time u crack open a beer, if the bottle cap has hair, DONT DRINK IT! |
| Monday, August 15th, 2005 |
| 1:42 am |
Haha Sweet Revalation
If i were to stick this cheerio in my ear, then people could call me old man cheerio, god that would be the shit. |
| 1:05 am |
Whos up for some Poetry?
The Silenced Duckling by Nick Baranowski Dear Dear Ducking, Your beautiful Shiny Beak, It makes me want, To take a leak, You follow your mother to the store, Where you buy, A duckie Whore, You take her home with you, back to the Dock, And have your way with her, With your duckie Cock, But Oh Mr. Duckling, You do not Take notice to, the truck Barreling ass, Down the Road at you, And so this duckie has no happy ending, For Karma is a Bitch, And your body is left suspending, Above the swamp in a tree, For the Truck Hit you and you flew with no glee, And as your little duckie body lies wasted in the air, I think to myself, Fuck Im gonna shave that duckie, And eat his hair. |
| Sunday, August 14th, 2005 |
| 1:27 am |
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| Tuesday, August 9th, 2005 |
| 11:05 pm |
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| Monday, August 8th, 2005 |
| 11:42 pm |
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| Friday, August 5th, 2005 |
| 10:58 pm |
Note to self...penis will not fit in cat's Earlobe
So its 3 a.m, and the band decides to call a 1-800 number, swere sitting there next to simon, and say "hey, lets call chinese". God dam, im warning you now, dont ever call 1-800-Chinese unless u wanna hear a bunch of screaming chinese ladies.....GROSS |
| 8:18 pm |
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| 8:13 pm |
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| 12:47 pm |
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| Thursday, August 4th, 2005 |
| 11:45 pm |
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| 11:36 pm |
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