Sorry bud, I needed to do it. Its just too good.
Friday, April 30, 2010
Books?
Does anyone ever remember those little pamphlets schools used to give us for the book fairs they would bring in to the school? It was set up so a few weeks earlier you could see all the books, then the fair comes, and you have your order ready for pick up?
Let me just start by saying, I strongly dislike reading books. Always have, and its very rare for me, even today, to sit down and read a book. Still didn't stop me as a kid. Always HAD to order those "Goosebumps" books. Do you remember those? Outstanding. And you know what, I had to have about 30-40 of them. I never read one. I liked the texture of the outside, and the fact that I had a book collection next to my video games.
I'm sure the books were good, but eh, not for me. I just wanted to be "the man" and be cool enough to have the books. When friends came over, they would say, "Oh dude you have 'Piano Man of Death,'" or whatever the titles were. "Hell ya I do motherf'er. Wanna play some wiffle ball?" Immediate change of subject. To my friends, I read all of them, and they were awesome. Well guess what? I didn't read them. Ever. Didn't even think of it. But it's alright. The book covers were cool, and the story on the back told me enough.
Peace out R.L. Stine.
Let me just start by saying, I strongly dislike reading books. Always have, and its very rare for me, even today, to sit down and read a book. Still didn't stop me as a kid. Always HAD to order those "Goosebumps" books. Do you remember those? Outstanding. And you know what, I had to have about 30-40 of them. I never read one. I liked the texture of the outside, and the fact that I had a book collection next to my video games.
I'm sure the books were good, but eh, not for me. I just wanted to be "the man" and be cool enough to have the books. When friends came over, they would say, "Oh dude you have 'Piano Man of Death,'" or whatever the titles were. "Hell ya I do motherf'er. Wanna play some wiffle ball?" Immediate change of subject. To my friends, I read all of them, and they were awesome. Well guess what? I didn't read them. Ever. Didn't even think of it. But it's alright. The book covers were cool, and the story on the back told me enough.
Peace out R.L. Stine.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Okay...WHAT THE HELL???
First read this article. Scan it. Do whatever you need to do with it.
Read Here: Insane Insane Insane Story
Now. I hope you've read this, because you want headlines...this is headlines. This should kick the news off tonight, but it won't because I'm sure 20 other things happened today of much more importance. However, after reading this, all I can say is...What the hell is going on with this world?
I love my Grandmother. Great Italian woman, with a huge heart and the best cook you'll ever meet. She would wait on me hand and foot. She would cook all my meals, my laundry, anything I wanted. Now, when leaving her house, should I say...Wow, I'm in love with her and want her to have my children? Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?
Maury Povich won't even touch this one. We know who the daddy is. This 26 year old psycho sicko who should be put in jail immediately, is really...and I mean, really having sex with his grandmother on the reg? And people say I've lost MY MIND???
For the LOVE OF GOD, shes not even attractive. Anyone have a hot grandmother, that they just can't wait to start making out with? I've never heard of 1. Even if your grandmother is hot. But this is ridiculous. My vote, put him in Jail, and when the baby comes out, if it doesn't have 3 eyes, 3 arms and 3 legs...I'll be shocked.
Last thoughts on this...Does she think shes a GILF? Does he think shes a GILF? Is this her child or Greatgrandchild/child? What is this? Is this real? You couldn't pay me enough to be the guy in this story if its fake. I just hope its fake. For the love of love. The sun is shining somewhere I guess.
Read Here: Insane Insane Insane Story
Now. I hope you've read this, because you want headlines...this is headlines. This should kick the news off tonight, but it won't because I'm sure 20 other things happened today of much more importance. However, after reading this, all I can say is...What the hell is going on with this world?
I love my Grandmother. Great Italian woman, with a huge heart and the best cook you'll ever meet. She would wait on me hand and foot. She would cook all my meals, my laundry, anything I wanted. Now, when leaving her house, should I say...Wow, I'm in love with her and want her to have my children? Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?
Maury Povich won't even touch this one. We know who the daddy is. This 26 year old psycho sicko who should be put in jail immediately, is really...and I mean, really having sex with his grandmother on the reg? And people say I've lost MY MIND???
For the LOVE OF GOD, shes not even attractive. Anyone have a hot grandmother, that they just can't wait to start making out with? I've never heard of 1. Even if your grandmother is hot. But this is ridiculous. My vote, put him in Jail, and when the baby comes out, if it doesn't have 3 eyes, 3 arms and 3 legs...I'll be shocked.
Last thoughts on this...Does she think shes a GILF? Does he think shes a GILF? Is this her child or Greatgrandchild/child? What is this? Is this real? You couldn't pay me enough to be the guy in this story if its fake. I just hope its fake. For the love of love. The sun is shining somewhere I guess.
Just a Normal Day for Us
So Chuck decides hes going to chase a Rooster, and then we see this gigantic pelican looking thing that would have taken all of our heads off. Good combo. Check this out. I just wish he caught the rooster. Imagine taking home a rooster? What the F would you do with a rooster? Better question...what WOULDN'T you do with a rooster? Think about it.....
Look at this Beast...
Look at this Beast...
Thoughts of an avid bull rider
Okay, so I don't bull ride at all...but the first thing I learned in 4th grade was about hooking the reader in. That's right, the first line to a book, magazine, publication, or a stripper is key if you would like to continue past the first line. I mean, lets face it, those reading this just dropped one these, "Wait, Prisco rides bulls?" questions in their head when you read the title. It's just the way it goes.
Anyway, I was on my daily ride home from Dunkin Donuts, windows down, music up, singing "Alejandro" by Lady Gaga, when I decided, "I need to start blogging."
So here we go. I am just warning you right now: I am ready to make fun of everyone and anything, so strap on those double sided...strap on those seat belts and get ready for a wild ride.
My first topic today is about people that are 100% overweight and love to wear tight clothes. You know what, I agree with this. Just because you are overweight doesn't mean you should wear hooded sweatshirts in the summer time. I mean, have any of you tried to shoot a basketball in a tight hooded sweatshirt? Not fun. So tell me why these people should wear them all year round? The only thing I ask from this is to stop flaunting yourself. I mean, wear what you must, but don't try to be cute and get your bellybutton pierced. I mean draw the damn line. And plan ahead. If you are 120 pounds, be careful with the type of tattoo you get. I don't need to see a circle tattoo that you got around your belly button...130 pounds later.
Anyway, I was on my daily ride home from Dunkin Donuts, windows down, music up, singing "Alejandro" by Lady Gaga, when I decided, "I need to start blogging."
So here we go. I am just warning you right now: I am ready to make fun of everyone and anything, so strap on those double sided...strap on those seat belts and get ready for a wild ride.
My first topic today is about people that are 100% overweight and love to wear tight clothes. You know what, I agree with this. Just because you are overweight doesn't mean you should wear hooded sweatshirts in the summer time. I mean, have any of you tried to shoot a basketball in a tight hooded sweatshirt? Not fun. So tell me why these people should wear them all year round? The only thing I ask from this is to stop flaunting yourself. I mean, wear what you must, but don't try to be cute and get your bellybutton pierced. I mean draw the damn line. And plan ahead. If you are 120 pounds, be careful with the type of tattoo you get. I don't need to see a circle tattoo that you got around your belly button...130 pounds later.
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