Detroit just needs to be nuked into fucking oblivion. I hate Detroit; I loathe everything about it. Their stupid ass hockey team that is always so fucking good and yet never wins the Cup, it just always picks on my team. Why? No one knows. Just let it be known that Detroit needs to die in a fire of agony and despair.
In other news, did anyone catch the new House M.D. tonight (or Monday night, for those keeping track)? I enjoyed it; it seems the show is returning to the calibre it possessed during the first two seasons.
In honor of the upcoming Orlando trip, here's a good POV of the Incredible Hulk Coaster. Enjoy!
I love it. Especially when you get to hear first-timers cough*JohnandShane*cough screaming like little girls.
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
We eat ham and jam and Spamalot!
Yeah so as of 7pm tonight, I will be in Birmingham to see Monty Python's Spamalot! I'm totally excited. Since it debuted a few years ago, I've been looking for an opportunity to go see it, and when I found out that my dad had tickets to see it on my brother's birthday, I subsequently had to chance pants. Not really, but you get the point. Ao that will be fun.
Let's say you go into Red Robin and order the Crispy Fish sandwich. Would you, upon receiving said sanwich, then send it back on the grounds that you were expecting grilled fish? Of course you would, seeing as how the title is so misleading, with it's hand-battered, fried to perfection description. Then again, some people just aren't fit to function in society.
My buddy Nick sent me this link the other day. Being a big Sesame Street kid growing up, this video brought back fond memories during its opening seconds. However, once the cencorship of the alleged "fuck" work began, I went to laugh hard enough to damn near piss myself, particularly during the lines "I **** the candles on the wall", "**** until I drop", and "when I'm alone, I **** myself". Anyway, enjoy for yourself:
That's all for today!
Let's say you go into Red Robin and order the Crispy Fish sandwich. Would you, upon receiving said sanwich, then send it back on the grounds that you were expecting grilled fish? Of course you would, seeing as how the title is so misleading, with it's hand-battered, fried to perfection description. Then again, some people just aren't fit to function in society.
My buddy Nick sent me this link the other day. Being a big Sesame Street kid growing up, this video brought back fond memories during its opening seconds. However, once the cencorship of the alleged "fuck" work began, I went to laugh hard enough to damn near piss myself, particularly during the lines "I **** the candles on the wall", "**** until I drop", and "when I'm alone, I **** myself". Anyway, enjoy for yourself:
That's all for today!
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