Stuff You Prolly Done Seen

As you probably already know, I print out every every webpage that I like, file it away in a drawer and then on days when my brain is too soggy to get any post up that makes sense, I retype those pages, and publish them to the three thousand, six hundred different webblarqs that I have designed to look like different blargpages. Yes, I publish around 62% of the web. BY. MYSELF.

Here is some of that stuff.

If you don't know me by now, it's too late.

Leftist scientists refuse to admit there is a Sun.

WHERE ARE THE JOBS?!?!?!?!

And WHERE'S THE MONEY, TOO?!?!?!?!

Recovery, what recovery?

Tiger Woods embraces his trailer trashiness.

When your former drinking buddies do not endorse your wife, maybe you should not either.

People are NOT bullets, or something like that. I had to watch seconds nine and ten about thirty times.

Wiener, fanny, well, you get the gist.

Hello Kiffin's uSCCC press conference. (With shirtless Corch O!)

The Dallas Cowboy cheerleaders. (You know that you cannot NOT look.)

Uncle J's first free-fall. Illegally, I might add.



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