Front Page Whore T-shirt

When I am not searching the world for the worst places to drop a load I spend a lot of time on digg.com (it's a similar experience). Recently, I have noticed a lot of what I am going to call whores on Digg. Now these are not the people that just try and friend everyone to boost their rank (I hate you too, don't worry). These are instead the people that don't bother to do anything but read the front page and top news on digg. I hate this because all they are doing is boosting the ego of people like MrBabyMan and others that seem to game the system to get their stories top. Do some research people! Go into upcoming, or even do some reading by category, it won't hurt. Go ahead, try it, I'll wait....while I was waiting I made this t-shirt design for you whores.

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Freedom or Death t-shirt

This is my first post in a long time, I know. But in this post I thought I would do a little shameless promotion of my store and the t-shirt I created in honor of Johnny Drama and his plight on entourage. See, I take the Drama issue seriously I think that the French bitch was a bad move for him so I think that his freedom was well earned and deserved from her. Check out my shirt that celebrates that fact.

FREEDOM OR DEATH shirt
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On the subject of crapping

i just took a crap that was shaped EXACTLY like the "s" on the superman symbol - it was the best thing I did this week.

Six Months - No Deodorant

It started with a scare. I mistakenly turned on FOX News and learned (I use that term loosely) from those luscious truth spinners that deodorant might have some aluminum oxidate something or other in it. What does that garbage do? Well other than making you attractive to the opposite sex and giving you that classic MAN smell, it makes you forget your wasted life when you are drooling as a past time at the tender age of 86 in a nursing home.

So I decided to stop, and what an improvement in my life it has been. Not only do I save 3-4 dollars a month, I am discovering new smells, or as I like to call them musts, that I produce.

What affect does it have on other people? Well as far as I can tell everyone loves it, I've received a promotion recently, and even been approved for progressive car insurance.

So I dare you to ditch the deodorant and do the world and your memory a favor.

Should I do a t-shirt? I think so.

Disposable Razor

So I hear through the grapevine, and by grapevine I mean the crazies on the bus that sometimes talk to me, that you are supposed to throw away those disposable razors after like two weeks of use. Did I not get the memo on this one? I have been using the same disposable, single blade razor for almost six months now. Yes it isn’t the closest of shaves and it is pink (I sometimes questions my masculinity while shaving, yesterday I almost threw off my towel to shave my legs..) but I don’t get razor burn or any other affliction attributed to dull razors and I am clean shaven. So what’s the deal?

My theory? Glad you asked.... It’s those damn razor people, they want people to keep buying more and more razor blades so that they can fill all the garbage dumps with the old ones, making the dumps so razor filled that the local seagull population is killed off by razors cutting up their insides. And just as people are being to wonder what happened to all the seagulls, Gillette announce the Mach 6 Robot Seagull, with precious control tourist aimed shitting.

So take the Nasty Bathroom Challenge and try shaving with a disposable for six months, you will at least be fighting off the eventual take over of Robot Seagulls.

Nasty Bath - Hooters, Las Vegas

Well it has happened, I have guilted myself into maintaining this shitty idea for a blog, so here it is, the first offical nasty bath review of a bathroom other than the one 10ft from my bed.

So some people may know that I recently got back from fab Las Vegas, NV which was filled with drinking, gambling and basically nothing else...that is all i did for four days (it's really the American way). Well, the entire time I was there, I was very happy with the facilities, from the Palace, to the New York, New York bathrooms were great. I was happy to take shits without that little paper thingy that I doubt stops the transfer of any really commited disease (I am sure it fights of stuff like herpes, but that is because herpes is so damn lazy, I'd like to have some protection device to sit on that can stop syphilis, that would be some real protection, syphilis is hard worker). This was the way it was until my Monday afternoon experience. Sunday night was a heavy drinking night and much is the ritual after a heavy drinking night is the morning release of evils as some call it. Well after getting some b-fast in me I thought I was all good, but nothing was preparing to come out and with a full day of gambling and boozing ahead of me I didn't care to spend time messing around with the shitting situation, so on we went to the casino far form the strip and from civilized latrines (I found the last part out later). We Went to the Hooters Casino.

As soon as I stepped through those glass doors it hit me like a train wreck. Run did I to the closet bathroom and upon enterting did I lose all ability to take a shit since I was busy trying to control the vomit that the smell of that facility produced. The smell was a mix of fermenting domestic beer, urine of some that just drank puree aspragus, and of course the classic fecal matter smell that comes standard with the poor ventelation package in nasty baths. Of course, the florescent lights barley worked, their flicker cast a dim shadows over everything include the pieces of used toilet paper, a condom wrapper (why would anyone have sex in here?!) and dried pools of unrine. That is about as far as I got, I looked at the clogged sink, the trash bin overflowing and said to myself "I'd rather be constipated." The one thing great about that bathroom is that it worked as a natural crap stopper and allowed me to be functional enough to get to another hotel. Not to worry readers (or reader, I don't know), I did find a great facility at the MGM grand, gotta love those lions!

Yeah so that is about it for Vegas, avoid the Hooters Bathroom that is about all I got on that.

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