COLA DRINKERS DON'T KNOW
WHAT YOU'RE ABOUT
THEY PUT YOU DOWN
AND SHUT YOU OUT
OH YEAH BABY
...But seriously though, Sweet Leaf ain't got shit on my Steaz
Showing posts with label stuff I didn't actually buy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stuff I didn't actually buy. Show all posts
Sunday, April 11, 2010
ALL RIGHT NOW
WON'T YOU LISTEN?
COLA DRINKERS DON'T KNOW
WHAT YOU'RE ABOUT
THEY PUT YOU DOWN
AND SHUT YOU OUT
OH YEAH BABY
...But seriously though, Sweet Leaf ain't got shit on my Steaz
COLA DRINKERS DON'T KNOW
WHAT YOU'RE ABOUT
THEY PUT YOU DOWN
AND SHUT YOU OUT
OH YEAH BABY
...But seriously though, Sweet Leaf ain't got shit on my Steaz
Tuesday, January 05, 2010
Things Sarah and I find at the store, Part Two
Should have posted these back when they were relevant, but there were a lot of shiny objects nearby, and well, you know how that goes.
Anyway, with the economic downturn, Santa apparently had to take on a second job as a fireman, but then things took a turn for the better when he signed a free agent contract with the 1974 New England Patriots.
Meanwhile, in other countries, they have their own special versions of Santa. In Ireland, Seamus O'Claus comes to the homes of good little boys and girls bearing gifts of golden coins, and for the naughty children, he brings severe beatings from his shamrock-laden whoopass stick. In Sub-Saharan Africa, Kwanzaa Claus has become somewhat of an outcast, shunned by a population that has realized that Kwanzaa is just some American bullshit some dude came up with in the sixties, and filled with bitterness from the much more Christmassy Black Santa being way more popular than he is.
Anyway, I must say that all of this commercialism surrounding Christmas is horrible, we should get back to the roots of the holiday season, and we should all take this time to get right with God.
Mmm, now that's some tasty, tasty God.
Anyway, with the economic downturn, Santa apparently had to take on a second job as a fireman, but then things took a turn for the better when he signed a free agent contract with the 1974 New England Patriots.
Meanwhile, in other countries, they have their own special versions of Santa. In Ireland, Seamus O'Claus comes to the homes of good little boys and girls bearing gifts of golden coins, and for the naughty children, he brings severe beatings from his shamrock-laden whoopass stick. In Sub-Saharan Africa, Kwanzaa Claus has become somewhat of an outcast, shunned by a population that has realized that Kwanzaa is just some American bullshit some dude came up with in the sixties, and filled with bitterness from the much more Christmassy Black Santa being way more popular than he is.
Anyway, I must say that all of this commercialism surrounding Christmas is horrible, we should get back to the roots of the holiday season, and we should all take this time to get right with God.
Mmm, now that's some tasty, tasty God.Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Things Sarah and I find at the store
Have you ever fought with the idea of taking the time and trouble to fix a sammich or make some hot dogs, when there's a part of you that just wants to chew some dang gum? WELL NOW YOU CAN HAVE IT ALL:
Yes, bubble gum shaped like tiny bologna and tiny hot dogs. If Walgreens ever gets tiny bread bubble gum and some sort of mustard candy paste, we are fully in business.
But going from false meat to true metal, Kerry King having his own clothing line was one thing, but this is just taking things way too far:
Just the perfect thing to serve your favorite dips and sauces at your next sadistic feast.
Yes, bubble gum shaped like tiny bologna and tiny hot dogs. If Walgreens ever gets tiny bread bubble gum and some sort of mustard candy paste, we are fully in business.
But going from false meat to true metal, Kerry King having his own clothing line was one thing, but this is just taking things way too far:
Just the perfect thing to serve your favorite dips and sauces at your next sadistic feast.
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