bunglehead

Hmm, where's Green lakes basin? Seems like it's between Broken-meister and South. I'm probably staring right at it. Carry on.

Yikes!!

Leaning on fat ladies

I had this weird nightmare the other night that I was at a performance of Beethoven's ninth, and the Choir was belting out "Ode to Joy". Except, they looked suspicious to me. So I snuck (sneaked? snacked?) backstage to get a closer look, and the choir was all machines, steam powered and controlled by this evil penguin who was sitting on top of this giant steam ball, and there were all sort of levers and shit around him. There was also one of those old time quitting time whistles right near his head, and every time he felt delighted, he'd spin around in his control console-chair thingy. I mean what the fuck!? He had the chair designed so he could swivel in delight?!!! Penguins are totally evil. Oops, I mean Eveel.

Hey-y-y...that's a good.. whatever it is...Metaphor? I get it though. Good comparison.

I fucked Big Bird and ate his unborn children. That was a huge fucking omelette. Then for some reason Mean Joe Green showed up and started singing to me that "It's alright to cry" I think Mel Brooks was there too. I gotta lay off the

Well I'm so cool I listen to the Fiery Furnaces and the White Stripes. I was Emo before emo was emo. Or was that Elmo??

You must have a hell of a time voting. I vote for whomever makes me feel the least like I need a drink and a shower after I vote. Although I always feel like I need a drink and a shower after I vote.

So that's what happens to the idiots that write for college newspapers, huh?

I've been reading that motherfucker's garbage for over a year and a half now, and even tortured myself by trying to plow through one of his "books", "On Paradise Drive" After reading his drivel, I am fucking tired of him blathering on and on and on and on about how everything is either: A: Not as bad as "The Liberals" would have "you" believe, B: Not anybody's responsibility in the White House. C: The Democrats fault. Well Fuck YOU Brooks, I'm done with your idiotic rants. The only thing he's written lately that was actually thoughtful was about Harriet Miers. Oooh, careful! That's a hot potato! I mean everybody liked her! Oh wait, that's right...by the time you wrote your dumbass column on her, it was already a given that there was no fucking way she was being nominated! Note to Mr Brooks: Stop getting your opinions directly from Scott McLellan and form an independent thought once in a while. It hurts a little at first, and it's kind of scary, kind of like the first time you have to walk to the classroom all by yourself,but you'll get used to it. Good luck buddy!

I can see the crazy colors, man!

Goodbye Manatees, Crystal Springs, Lake Okeechobee, and Everglades.

Dudes, I'm telling you, "The day After Tomorrow" was more than just a movie, it was a fucking PROHPECY. Roland Emmerich knows shit, man!!

I want a piece too, for you know, providing motivation. On another note, thoe geoduck things are fucking GROSS looking.

Hey somebody tell me why I'm not getting any animation when I load that page.. WTF?