All 50 states in under a quarter of a second!!!

Lois Griffin: You should spend some time with our kids, Peter. And with me. Peter Griffin: Uh, what could me and you do together? [Lois giggles] Peter Griffin: Lois. You've got a sick mind. Lois Griffin: Peter, I'm talking about making love. Peter Griffin: Oh. I thought you wanted us to murder the children and harvest their organs for beer money

Saturday, February 25, 2006

I'm so excited, I just can't hide it!!!!!

I'm so excited that X-Box 360 has decided to come and stay with us.







I thought this was going to be a doco about her record breaking gangbang. But it turned out to be some sitty bio pick about her disappointing life. But hey 251 dudes in 10 hours is still pretty impressive.

Sunday, February 12, 2006

R. I. P.

Angus McLeod
1990 - 2006

Angus was very sick when we got him. He had a bad stomach infection, hernia and a distended intestine(?) and due to his very small size as a puppy, the doctors said it was a tough call to operate or let him pass. For all you potential vets out there, it has got to be tough to look a 13 year old boy in the eye and say his 8 month old Scottish terrier won't live very long. Some how I convinced my mother to pay for the very expensive surgery. As we took him home, the doctor said there was no guarantee that he would get better.

Unfortunately, he forgot that you can't tell a Scottie anything. Anyone who knows the breed knows that they are stubborn enough to even fend off death for 16 years. However, he was not strong enough to fight off the cushings, skin cancer, lung cancer, a failing memory, glaucoma, and plain ole' old age.

I will miss our walks, if that's what you call me being drug around the neighborhood.

Thanks for always being at my feet when I sleep and barking at the door when I came home. It just won't be the same with out you.



Eric

Friday, February 03, 2006

sarcasm, is that me? is that you john wayne!!!

i feel the need to inform ya'll that i have checked out. thats right work has consumed me. i don't eat, sleep, think, or even enjoy the radio. this has turned me into bizzaro me. bizzaro... bizzaro... bizzaro... bizzaro... bizzaro... bizzaro... bizzaro... bizzaro... bizzaro... bizzaro... if only bizzaro debbie would come and question me about the diamon/laser i have hidden in my pants.

my cat is staring at me like that cat in go! i think she is saying "stop farting in my face, ass hole" outmeal with to much water tastes like cereal with not enough milk, crap.

but hey, at least my alcoholism hasn't left me!!! thats right good ol' scotch. scotch, scotch, scotch. i like scotch. especially the free kind. but not that crap you have to pay for. you know, a glass of scotch can kill your appetite for at least 8 hours. maybe thats my weight loss secret, thanks glenfiddich!!! that jenny craig was a a rip off.

doodie calls!

and i have to go to work. maybe i will have to deal with some problem that would just go away of someone would think before they act.


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