Skateboarding: So Easy a Girl Can Do IT....Sort Of!

Humpday: Sara Foster

Czabe.com has Sara as there Snickey today, and I see no reason to argue. She hasnt been in much, The Big Bounce with the loser Owen Wilson and the new Bachelor Party movie that looks awesome! Anyways no matter how shitty of an actress she may be, I still love her. Enjoy!

Own a Home? You Poor Fucking Bastard!

OK so I had some more water problems at my place after I stupidly put so much time and energy fixing up my room. Lesson learned, however, I just found out that my Insurance company only protects flood damage if it came from a sewer or a backed up sub pump. If i had a fucking sub pump in my house I doubt I would have this fucking problem. American Family eat a big old fucking cock! Sorry there was no point to this blog except to vent some of my frustration. Man, responsibilities suck cock! I wish I knew some mafia guys that would torch my home so I could pay off the bank and buy a condo someplace. Yeah that probably isn't real smart idea but I am that fucking angry right now. Oh I also found out that my Insurance doesn't cover my contact lenses. So I now have to pony $240 for a 6 month supply of contacts. At this rate i will be able to pay for Lasik five fucking times over again, by the time my idiot Dr finally gives me the OK to go ahead with the proceduere (he keeps telling me maybe next time). I got news for you doc, Fuck you! I am getting Lasik and never making another eye appointment again. Get rich off someone else cocksucker! I hope he reads this...ok that helped, now I am going home to get stoned and play some fucking Halo dont bother calling me tonight.

Smell Yo Dick!

Hello My Name is Matt and I am Recovering From LDS

Well you cannot tell it by the weather today, but May is going to be here next week, and summer is right around the corner. Summer is a great time of year for me. It is a time of mustard stained shorts, tailgate parties, bathing the whale, cook outs, trips to the north woods, and the consumption of hundreds and hundreds of brats. Well all of those activities, are usually accompanied by booze. Lots and lots of booze. Well when the weather gets real nice, and the booze is a flowing, I have this real bad habit of taking my clothes off. If you don't know me and have never seen me, well all I can say is I am the last person you want to see without any clothes on. However, this doesn't stop me. I don't have a problem with my body at all, I am totally comfortable in this skin. However what should be stopping me, is the fact that I have a small dick.

That's right I finally admitted it to the world. I have what is none as LDS or Little Dick Syndrome. This is something that has cursed the Mulhern name for many many years. With me it isn't so much that my dick is little, however, in its flaccid state, he is very bashful. I have never once had a girl tell me I wasn't large enough, or even that I was little. When I am aroused, I feel like I am average to maybe even a little above average. OK, I wont get carried away, a little below average. However for some reason, the good lord has cursed me with the smallest limp dick in the world. This is a horrible thing to have. I bought a pair of European style swim trunks for Cabo, but I was ashamed to wear them because of my disorder. Now I can only wear them in the confort of my own home. I used to think this was something i was born with. However, I think this is something that I can blame on my mother.

When I was younger, basically from 5-12, my mother used to go to a fitness club with a girl who made spandex clothing. Shorts, and work out stuff, you name she made it. My mom would sell this clothing to her friends and get free shit for her and her family. So basically for that seven years of my life I could be seen in nothing but spandex. Yes I didn't even own a pair of jean shorts. Just spandex bike shorts in every color. Let me remind you this is before the days of Under Armour or even Lance Armstrong. Back when wearing bicycle shorts was not cool. Come to think of it wearing bike shorts has and never will be cool. Thanks mom! Well I think what had happened was all that snugness back then forced my penis to adapt to a new life style. He new he wasn't going to be able to just hang there without any worries. No instead he was suffocated for years, and in resent he stays bottled up so to speak, just to teach me a saddening lesson. I have heard this syndrome also know as "Grow-ers not Show-ers". Well I sadly need to take this hint.

I have hated this curse for as long as I can remember. Yeah try showering next to the likes of Scott Russell, Big Worm, or AP when you are only packing 3" of limp dick. It is fucking embarrassing. I mean its not like I can just get a little blood flowing down there before I hit the showers otherwise I will get made fun of for being a fag. It is truly a no win situation. I am sure my friends and colleagues have poked fun of this one weakness I possess. Surely I have been the blunt of many jokes from all the ladies I have been with. However I have finally come to peace with my disease. I have accepted that not all men are created equal, and I have to focus on the things I am truly blessed with. Like this abnormormally large scrotum. Kidding kidding. However I now not worry what my penis looks like when he is not at attention. I have learned that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and I think he is cute. I wanted to issue this Public Service Announcement, as fair warning to all of those that may party with me this summer. Minnie Me may be partying as well. Deal with it...

Thursday Rant: Nice Guys Finish Last

OK, I know me doing a Thursday rant is a little out of character, but fucking deal with it. I bookmarked this thread on my favorite message board because I thought it was an ideal topic to rant on. I will first post the particular take that interested me and then a link to the entire thread. It is very entertaining and worth the read, but I think something deeper is going on here and I wanted to get every ones thoughts.

The thread is about why women seem to be attracted to asshole guys. This is something I have struggled with, because before I met Jenny being the nice guy had never worked for me. I could only get chicks when I absolutely treated them like shit. Whenever I tried to be the sweetheart that I truly am (stop laughing assholes) I would get shot down and usually would only be considered friend material. Then I would go on a streak where I would be a dick again, and I would suddenly find myself scoring. I couldn't understand this for the life of me. This post kind of offers some reasoning behind my concerns.

This post was from a gentleman called Necka he wrote:

"You've come to the right board.

Is this mic on????


*clears throat*

It's simple - the media, and women alike, refuse to acknowledge the big pink elephant, dinosaur, and saber toothed-tiger prancing around in the room.

1. Women innately WANT to be chased, oggled, and objectified sexually. No, I did not stutter - woman crave being viewed as SEXUAL objects, hence the makeup, push-up bras, booming thong industry, string bikinis, short skirts, heels, etc. What - will women have us believe 5 inch heels are comfortable? Innately, women have a primal urge to view as sex objects, not for their talents, brains, the sports girl act, or how well she bakes cake - as many will have you believe.

2. Women WANT to be sexually dominated and conquered by men. Not only do women want to be viewed as sexual objects, they want to be treated as such in the bedroom and looked at lustfully, or else they'll feel sexually inadequate. She'll wonder why she's incapable of "turning on" her man, why he doesn't look to conquer/dominate her sexually, or if she's isn't sexy enough, which can damaging to her self esteem. I can touch on this a little, but my third point will flesh this out even further.

3. Females want to be humiliated by males in the bedroom - In fact, I'd say the vast majority do. Many love bedroom humiliation, which is why most are turned on by filthy talk, which takes them to a more heightened sexual state, and oft-times they'll join in and crave more. During carnal acts women will allow themselves to be called every filthy rotten thing a man's brain can muster (many encourage it), and she'll allow facials, anal, A2M, and spankings, amongst many other unholy things. The bedroom is a place of sexual asylum, and carnal acts takes us back to the jungle - it allows a men and woman to be in their true primal state. People are closer to their subconscious minds during carnal acts, than any other time outside of dreaming.

And yes, the OVERWHELMING majority of women love dirty sex (personally, I don't think sex is dirty as our bodies our instruments of pleasure), but the vast majority of men don't have the skill set or confidence to bring it out off them.

I guess my point is, it's all a big act perpetuated by women who are conflicted by her true sexual self (which always rears its ugly head during sex), verses her education, status, and their roles in society. Men are beasts, no doubt, but women like and enjoy being hunted and eaten by the savage manimal called an asshole"

Now I don't necessarily agree what this clown has to say but I think there are some definite truths here. I kind of think the bad guy is glorified in the media. I know half of my favorite movie characters are bad guys. They are the guys that get away with shit, and the guys i wish I was more like. Chicks absolutely love this quality. They want some guy that wont call them back, that will flirt with other women, and will essentially hurt them.

My thoughts on this reason kind of coincide with what Necka said above. Women do like being seen as sex objects. No, no, hear me out. I used to go out all the time to do what we called "cunt hunt" ok we never called it that but I just thought about it and it sounded funny. Anyways the places we went for this were always filled with hotties, and were filled with guys that had one thing on there mind, fucking one of these chicks.. The chicks would eat that shit up and it created a fierce competition among the guys who usually out number the girls two to one. Now here is where my theory comes in. The guys will do anything and say anything just to take these chicks home for one night. They play dirty, they lie, they will cock block there own buddies just to be one that gets some play. Girls know all this and they love this in fact. They know that the sexier or should I say sluttier they dress, the more likely the will have more guys oodling over them. Creating even more competition. They flirt, they tease, and they really promote this type (and I will steal a line from Necka) carnal behavior. This is not what brings out the best in men, yet women go wild for this shit. The biggest assholes are the ones that usually go home with all the stories. I have been on both ends of this so I know. The nice guy who wants to get to know what the girl is all about usually is left to go home and crack it to Grand Theft Anal. Again I have been here as well.

I have accepted in my life that in the hunt for a mate, the guy who is willing to do whatever it takes is usually going to win. Girls you cannot buy the game these guys are spitting, do you? I mean you know that these guys are after only one thing when you dress that way, or you dance that way, right? If you don't, well then either you are being naive, which does make sense...jk ladies....or you are fucking cool with going home with the asshole because that is what you are attracted to. This makes much more sense. However I cannot count the number of times I have heard this from a babe, "I cant find a good guy anywhere, all that is out there are jerks that are after one thing." Yeah no fucking shit, but this is a monster that you ladies created. Hell, I for one would rather skip the hunt all together and go straight to dinner if you catch my drift. You definitely will get a much more sincere side of me if that is the case. Anyways I am getting a bit off point, but it comes down to this. Ladies if you want to find a decent guy, quit fucking going to where the competition is at the highest. You have to understand ladies, that this is a fucking game to us, if you don't want to get played in this game, then stay the fuck off the court. I know that was such a lame fucking cliche, however I think it is so true. You want to find Mr. Right, well he is probably right under your fucking nose, and you have known him for a long time. You want to find that really sexy, bad ass, dude, who was so sweet that first night, but broke your heart shortly after, well keep looking where you have been. After all that was said, don't take any of this serious, because it was just some shit that has been pissing me off. I am no expert by any means. However I do know that good guys do exist, becuase I am fucking one of them, and if you don't believe me then fuck you. Yeah I said it fuck you, deal with it.

Here is a
linkto the thread that inspired this rant.

I Dont Even Like Jordan but This is Sick!

I guess this was some international exhibition game in Italy before the 88 Olympics I believe. Amazing!

Humpday: Natalie Gulbis

Natalie is the LPGA sexiest athlete. How come when ever I go golfing all I see is little ol gray hairs and chubby old men? Maybe I need to quit golfing in Wisconsin. I think she would be a great addition to the "19th Hole" the strip club my friends and I plan on opening next to a golf course. Enjoy!

It Could Be Worse

Check out this website of some hilarioius mugshots. I usually check it out when I am having a bad day and need a pick me up. Link

There Will Be Bud!

My cousin Tim sent me this remake of the There Will Be Blood theatrical trailer. It is fucking hilarious, and even better after you have seen the movie. TK liked this version better than the actual movie and I am getting that sentiment from a lot of people. Anyways I enjoyed both. Check it out.

Tough Kid

FYI, Sometimes after I eat venison It feels like I have 2 ten pointers locked up right around my prostate

IHTSBIH Movie!

I read that Tucker Max was turning in his best selling book "I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell" into a movie. I have been following this pretty closely, and Tucker has a blog that follows the production of this film. I enjoy checking in on it and seeing how things are going. Here is the link.

Weekend

Well it is Monday and like I used to do, I want to get back into the habit of posting what I did over the weekend. I feel like I am not quite in touch with my readers as I once was. It was a damn fun weekend, although not too crazy. Friday night my significant other came up and we had dinner with my parents. I am not very nice and made her eat dinner with my parents on consecutive days, something that is difficult for even me. She handled it like a champ and then we went out in Sun Prairie. We went to Windsor which had shitty karaoke, again, but at least it is a good place to go if you enjoy people watching. I actually saw a guy who was a Dustin Diamond meets Ben "Soil" Fabian, sing some Creed song which I enjoyed tremendously. Jenny ended up driving Jake and I home after he struck out with some chick he had no business taking home in the first place. Jake, what I mean by that is with your new chiseled bod, you no longer have to go whaling, even if it was a tribute to me.

Saturday I planned on taking it easy but with the Newton Newton pool tournament at the fox that was going to be difficult. I got down there at noon had a couple of bloody Mary's and a brat/burger combo that would have sent shivers down Emerils spine, I was ready to roll. I met up with some friends and we had a great idea to go on tour. Well a after a few double whisky waters we found our self at the local gentleman's club. Lets just say that the reason I never had been to a strip club in the day light was justified. The girls were the JV squad at best. One of these girls "China" was at least two and half bills. At one point i was talking to my friend jon on the phone and refereed to her as a fat stripper, only to be over heard by the other rippers. Apparently rippers as a group have a great amount of self pride, go figure, and I got my ass chewed! I had to go to my parents for dinner so she picked me up, but not before bringing me 15 in singles. I felt like that kid at Chucky Cheeses whose parents just filled his pocket with quarters. Man i found a good one. Anyways she thought it was best that we get the fuck out of there before the stripper mutiny got to be more than we could handle. Wes and Dotty cooked steaks and they were wonderful. We visited for a bit, and then went and picked up Jake so he could come up with us. We went back and sucked Powers for a bit, before heading to some Prairie bars. We met up with C$$$ at the B.A. and he was surprisingly keeping his cool much to my dismay. I was hoping his thumbs were buried in a bowling ball and the pop from him letting one go would be ringing in my ears. Sadly this was not the case and he was on his best behavior. I did find out that one of my readers was extremely disappointed that I never drop his name on the blog. So Harper not only are you being mentioned, I am including a picture of you, to show everyone how cool you are. Yes he is the one decked out in that hideous Cubs garb. A real "munson" so to speak. Be careful what you wish for my friend. Anyways somehow I became the most sober person of our group and had to drive home. Jake and Jenny both looked like they were going to yack so we called it an early night.

Sunday I spent the day with Jenny parents. Her parents got a divorce but remain friends, so I was spending the day with both sets of parents at the same time. Something I was fearing, a bit, but it went all good. Due to the nice weather the beers were flowing and nobody wanted to work the grill. I told them that I liked to dabble on the grill and somehow nominated myself to do all the barbecuing. This was truly a sink or swim moment for me. Success meant owning the grill and definitely winning some brownie points, where as letting the chicken and steaks grill, probably meant I would be a laughing stock to her two dads, and probably wouldn't be invited back anytime soon. Anyways the grilling went well, I Aced my first test, and it wasn't long before I was sucking La bats and smoking Marb reds with both of her fathers. We stayed and chatted it up until 830 or so, and I rented a movie and went home. Overall a damn fine weekend.

Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

Wow this has to be classified as one of the best youtube finds ever. My buddy Rose gets all the credit for this video and it is one of the most absurd things I have ever seen. Dez keep up the good work!



I could watch fights like this all day, and wish the action genre would go back into this type of absurdity and bad acting. I would much rather watch this then Bruce Willis in some movie with a bunch of big explosions. Damn, why cant I produce movies!

Epic

Wow I don't even know what to say for this. JK yeah I do, I hope you guys are reading this first because there is a bit of a story to it. I will try not to make it too long. First I had this idea for a post it involved that homo at the end of the boost mobile commercial. You know who I am talking about, that tranny looking fag. Well I have always hated that commercial cuz it looks like he is wearing eye liner and well for lack of better words he sounds like an even bigger fag. So the premise of the post was going to be how shitty he is and he got signed. I however recorded my own album in college ( little known fact ) and the only people who bobbed their head was either drunk or they recognized how big my thumbs were and they knew I was packing the heat for a serious eye gouge, or felt bad because I was right there with a giant grin yelling "THIS IS THE RAW SHIT, RIGHT?!?"
So I decided to compare and contrast, from tranny duesch against yours truly. To prove the fact that Hip-Hop music has taken a turn for the worst. Well this little Hip-Hop lesson took me....um well its 1 am and I started roughly at 7:15pm. Yeah I ran into some problems. I have never made a music video, or used the video editing software on my computer. I have recorded a full length album . So I decided to mix it up and try something new. So I mashed the 2 together and BAM this is what you got.
If you really want to know I think it is...AWESOME. I was just fucking around trying to do this quick ( thinking I could do it quick, yeah I was wrong) and looped the same video over and over till the song was finished and actually it all flows together its like Pink loyd and The Wizard Of OZ, spooky right. Or just me totally being true to my creative man juices (that was the segrams talking ) since I recorded the 2 separate parts like 4 years apart ( yes I am 2 Pac of DWI). So here it is my debut on DWI as a Producer and the Artist.
ps yeah I have been drinking...a lot so laugh with me would yah! My boss won't be laughing when I call in tomorrow with a serious case of lyricism
ps I didn't record this inside a jock strap. It sounds like shit because of the compression. I would also like to not be arrested for spitting ( don't be a bitch, its low budget and I am not trying to sell this shit, it's for comedic purpose ) the hot ish, I have enough not going for me...like this blog.

I RAP SON!!!!!!!!!!...shit know everyone will no what I look like, fuck :(

I Thought I Liked to Drink

Check this shit out!

Ok so this babe suffered liver failure at 14, a very sad story. On a lighter note, I probably would hit it. Let me rephrase that i would of hit it.

Announcement: Newsies Remake!

I mentioned it briefly in my Monday post that my roomate Jake and I were watching terrible movies all day on Saturday. Well in a big cloud of smoke we came up with an idea to remake a scene from our favorite musical of all time and put it on Youtube. Jake I have taken the liberty to post the scene you will be doing below. I am looking for some help in the production of this, so if anyone has any film background please let me know. A little side note, Christian Bale fucking rocks! I actually havent decided which song to do yet because both of these are so damn catchy. Please leave a vote on which scene you would like Jake and I to remake.

Get to Know Him: Van Hammersly

I have all of these videos and they are amazing. This guy is good!

Hump Day: Booby McSweetshirt

I have no idea who this chick is except that she was on the gayest show on earth "Making the Band 70" Has any of those "bands" recorded a real album? I mean I think my album got more listens than that shit. Anyway, hey you can see her nipples and pretty much every inch of those titays! Thumbs up your hot, you and Lindsay Lohen should have a see through t-shirt contest. My penis just whispered that to me, he may be on to something. He normally is...like your girlfriends face BAHWOOOSH FAG!

Movie Review: Into the Wild

As I mentioned yesterday I rented a movie on Sunday and it was one I really enjoyed. The movie is called Into the Wild and it is the directorial debut of Sean Penn. The movie is based on a true story of an Emmery Student Athlete who leaves civilization, to "find" himself in the wild. Emille Hirsch (Girl Next Door, Alpha Dog, Lords of Dogtown) plays Chris, who is disgusted with the life his parents live and the life they want him to lead. He destroys all records of his existence, donates all heads off on a journey to see everything beautiful this country has to offer. Throughout the movie you here Chris recite quotes of his favorite authors, that kind of explain why he feels he needs to do this. Along the way Chris encounters a bunch of different characters that mold his outlook on life.

I do not want to give any spoilers so i will leave the synopsis at that however there are a few things I want to dive into and I hope anyone that has already seen this movie will comment on this to help this discussion. There are some truly difficult scenes in this movie in which it is obvious to me that Chris feels like he is better than everyone else because he is living this way. Especially his parents, who are stricken ed with grief once Chris disappears. To me Penn tries to make this character that everyone will like, he is sweet, good looking, outgoing, and free spirited. However I found that I had an incredible dislike for this arrogant prick. There are a couple of examples that I will use to explain this.

First of all I want to say that some of the characters he meets are extremely good. The hippie couple played by Brian Derker and Catherine Keener, were really important to the story. They almost fill in as his parents to a certain degree, along with a another character he meets later in the film, played by Hal Holbrook, who I believe gave a performance worthy of Oscar considerations. Anyways one of the hippie characters asks Chris about his family, and you can see no regret in his heart for leaving his family. You can again later see this when he meets the old man played by Holbrook. The character played by Chris seems to be above any sort of loving relationships, and believes he is the higher moral authority in the world, and they only way he can find happiness is to submerge himself with nature. To me this is so fucking pretentious. The kid had a family that loved him, even if they didn't know how to show it. He met all these people along the way that seemingly loved him, or were touched by him, and yet all he can think about is getting to Alaska to be by himself. This is mentioned in a couple of spots in this film, I believe once when he is with Vince Vaugns character, he mentions that you don't need physical or emotional relationships to be happy in this world. Your experiences are what define the soul of a man. Mind you I am para phrasing something fierce. Although I understand what he is saying about experience, and how they are truly what you learn from and truly a way to learn about yourself, I actually felt sorry for this kid and his one dimensional thinking. Yeah you can experience the most beautiful things in the world, or the most fun things imaginable, but it doesn't mean shit if you have to experience them by yourself. At least that is my thought. I also want to touch on this moral high ground that this arrogant schmuck rested on.

At the beginning of the movie Penn introduces the Chris's parents to the audience. Right away Chris describes them as two people are not right for one another. He believes they never should of fell in love, and they never should have stayed together. What makes this fucking 21 year old kid an expert on love? He probably has never even had a fucking gf. I just hate how they portray this kid as someone with a higher wisdom. At one point the hippie character even asks him, "and who are you, Jesus?". That line really stuck with me, because it is obvious this kid believes that because he has experienced more he is wiser, and has more to offer the world. That may or not be the case, but I felt like he was sure smug about it.

With all the being said, I loved the movie. I thought Penn did a great job of flashing back and forth from past to present. At times I thought the movie moved slow, but I think that is because there is so much interaction with just one character and the landscape. That can get monotonous. Still the supporting characters is what made this movie special to me, and reminded me of another one of my favorites in Big Fish. It is a good story, and it is fascinating to watch this kid on his journey, although I thought he was a hard person to like, and know I wouldn't be friends with a guy like that. Still what he accomplishes is very extraordinary and he touched many people on the way. Definitely worth checking out.

The Sky is Blue and all the Leaves are Green, My Hearts as Warm as a Baked Potato...

Well it has been a while since my last post and for that I apologize. Last week was crazy, I had to move offices, because my office was being turned into the new conference room. This was not a big deal, but I dont have phone or internet access in my office yet. Then Wednesday and Thursday we had software training on our estimating software. Again not really that interesting, but we werent able to get online at all. I did however find out that I will be kind the head of this software, and in charge of making any changes that need to be made in order to maximize our estimating potential. A challenge that I am excited about as it seems my father and his partner are looking at me for some innovation. I have a lot of ideas, and I am eager to get this rolling. Work is getting busy once again. Not that we havent been busy since I started, but there was a lull with the harsh winter. As the ground thaws a lot of places want to get finished up by summer. I also have a couple of nice projects that will be starting in May and June, so I have started prepping for those. Friday of last week I was at the Naval Base securing a nice window replacement job. All in all it was a pretty damn good week at work, but left me little time to update the blog.

My weekend started kind of shitty. i didnt have any plans for Friday and this is usually a bad thing, because I usually just head to the bar and hope things sort themselves out. Well as you may know that when i do shit like this, I usually say fuck dinner and just get wrecked. This is exactly what happened. My buddy drove my car to Cambridge where we partied up with some friends and had a great time. On my way to Waterloo to meet some other friends, we passed a bar that we sometimes frequent. My buddy who told me he was sober decided he wanted to go, turned my car around, and proceeded to get my car stuck in the ditch. Now we had bars about one mile to each side of us, so it was a prime DUI spot. After we pushed for a while and got the car more stuck, and ourselves covered in mud (I wasnt really dressed for mud wrestling) we decided to head to the bar and get some help. We walked to the bar grabbed two of our buddies and tried again. We failed miserable, I sobered up, and we called it a night. The next day I spent the entire day sitting at my buddies house, watching terrible movies (I was singing fucking Newsies songs all night and all day sunday), because I didnt have a vehicle. My buddy who got my car stuck got off work at 5 and we went to get my ride. Unfortunately once we pulled it out I realized I had a flat tire. Now those who know me, know that i am about the furthest thing from a handy man, a flat tire is something I can change, but thank god my buddy is a mechanic. It took us two hours with him there to get that tire changed. The wheel was basically seized on and it took us beating on it all that time to get the fucker off. Lets just say, we were cold, angry, and cursing more than George Carlin stand up. We finally got it and I went to the store to get my favorite bottle of whisky.

We had some people over and got right to work, suddenly my weekend got a lot better. I got a text from the girl I was dating who was supposed to be in Chicago, and she said that she came back to see me, and wanted to meet up. I havent been that thrilled in a long time. Anyways it was too late for me to sober up so I ran with it and hoped she wouldnt mind. She met us all out and we had a great time, tried to orchestrate an abar but I was in no shape to keep partying, and we went home and passed out. Sunday was spent on the couch, watching the Brewers and a movie that I will tell you about later. Jenny, came back over and we shared a few laughs about the previous night before bed. All in all it was a damn good weekend.

I have finally broken the ice, on my new relationship. I dont know if she really wants anyone to know we are dating so I will just give her first name. Anyways we have been friends for as long as I can remember and we decided that we wanted to see if we would work in a different capacity. So far so good, as she has the one trait that every man should be dying to find in his girl. That is she likes me for who I am and that is it. I dont have to be fake at all around her, and that is a hell of a feeling. I have a lot of traits about myself that can be intimidating for those who first meet me, so sometimes girls dont really know what they are getting into until they see me out with my friends. With Jenny she knows exactly who I am, in fact few girls know me better. Anyways I promise not to post to many sentimental posts about having a girl friend, however I did want to share this because I am extremely content with life right now. Hopefully things stay on the up and up.

Big Gulps....See ya Later

So it has been pretty slow this week we apologize. Really the only reason I am posting at 10 pm on a Thursday is because I am sick of hitting the blog to see if Tasty has posted anything and reading "One Monkey, No Cup" and because I am a few delicious chardonnays into this evening and I thought ayyyyyyyyyy fuck it. So here I am in all my blogging glory with really nothing to say.
I have came across some goodies this week. But I don't like to blog from work so I rarely get around to sharing it. I will say this though, FILMDRUNK has been blogging some gold as of lately and WWTDD had a post today about Artie Lang possibly quitting the Stern show with a youtube of the whole thing. It is fucking awesome. It is long but pretty intense. If you are familiar with The Stern Show, this was probably one of the most intense broadcast I have ever heard since AJ Benza got into a fight with Benji, at least I think it was Benji. Anyway go there and check it out. Look to your right and there is a link to the site.
Oh and sweet weather by the way Wisconsin, what the fuck and I repeat WHAT THE FUCK!!!! I am pretty sick of this bullshit.
I posted some updates over at our brother site Not The Designer Type so check that out. Hopefully many more to come since I figured out a way to cheat the system.
uhhhhh ...oh I did want to say this. I have been trying to sell this truck rack that has been sitting in my back yard since I bought my house. So I put it on craigslist and never got a hit all summer. So I put back on recently at a lower price. I really want to get rid of this thing. So I have been getting some hits and all the fuckers say they want it, they are coming to get it. Than never show up, well I have two capitalized hate driven words for the fucks, FUCK YOU!!!! ahhhhhh I hate that shit. So if any of our kind readers needs a truck rack or knows someone who might let me know. Maybe I can hook up a DWI discount which really is just payment by whisky. I have a riding lawn mower to I want to get rid of so hit me back party boy!
Oh one more thing, so Callie made me get rid of a bunch of hats that I haven't worn in forever. Which really isn't a big deal since uh I don't wear them. But since they were sweat stained from my manly forehead, she put them into the washing machine. Well I just put them into the dyer and it sounds like I am trying to hand stone wash some jeans or wash the marrow out of some bones. Shit dude, it is loud. My siete y siete is empty, so I am going to the kitchen. Peace out fags!

One Monkey No Cup

My friend Josh sent me this video and I dont know whether to thank him or never open another email from him? Anyways I never understood why people would want to own a monkey and this backs up my sentiment. Im sorry I had a long, rough weekend and this is the best I got for you today.

Wow Some of These Are Unreal

Cracked did this hilarious list of the top 25 most disturbing sex toys. The list is mildly NSFW and can be found here. You have to check this out however as some of these are outrageous. My personal favorites are the "pleasure peroscope" and the "stuffoscope". I am wondering how I cant come up with one idea that will make me rich?

This is Great. Guys Check Out This Site!

Here is a video:

Dick Masterson on Dr. Phil's "House of Judgement" Highlights

Wow, I Found My New Favorite Website

Here is an excerpt:

Dick’s Top Ten Reasons Men Are Better Than Women

You can find a link to the site on my page now. The shirts there are hilarious!

This is probably huge, like my...thumbs. Oh yeah I never heard that before, fag

It is a bit late for me but seagrams fuels the great posts. So I remembered this little trick about downloading music. I used to download music from aquisition (mac based program) and it kept asking me to purchase...fuck that. The only things I purchase...is really nothing. If I don't have to, especially when it comes to things on the all mighty internet. So I found this little youtube tutorial that was huge for free music. The best part is that you search music from Google. So all that shareware that you chumps probably spent a monthly prescription on is worthless, just like that dangley purple headed tape worm you call a wiener.
You are just downloading files not "music" so it is really untraceable (please for gods sake don't quote me on that in court) to a certain extent, I mean everything is traceable, if you don't believe me ask Big Tasty's roommate he doesn't spend hours in his room with my little pony blaring for no reason...he has to get in the mood, you understand. So anyway this is the link http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sRv953XZX6Y check it out for sure, it may change you life. Well maybe not, but at least I will still know that my thumbs are bigger than yours, among other things.
ps I came across a blog the other day and it said something that really hit home with the Mulherns. It read " If you read this blog and like it, The most sincere compliment is to post a comment." So if you want Tasty and the Weed to keep posting random thoughts and you check the site every day to see updates or pop in once in awhile just to see if we are still alive. Post a comment once in awhile, positive or negative at least we know that there are more than 3 people who read the blog. The first two whom write the fucker and the third is Timmmmmaaaayyyyyyy. If you read from work and don't have time to throw up a e-high five, than we get it, but take time out from your youporn hour while your at home and at least copy and paste the url to the vid you just finished to so we don't have to search through all the fat amateurs trying to make it big while we are trying to make it big, ya dig.

Humpday: April Scott

I dont know to much that April has been in besides Deal or No Deal. I think maybe she has been in some TV shows. Maybe this exposure will get her the dream job she was always looking for. Enjoy!