ok i’m going to hate on soccer now.

1. BORING

2. THE CUP JUST STARTED AND NONE OF YER EURO TRASH TEAMS ARE ANYWHERE CLOSE TO THE FINALS SO GOING BANANAS APESHIT WITH FUCKING FLAGS STAPLED TO YOUR EARS RIGHT NOW IS FUCKING RIDICULOUS AND I SILENTLY LAUGH AT ALL OF YOU WHEN I SEE YOU ALL THE TIME AND I WILL NEVER STOP.

3. SOCCER = SOCCER and FOOTBALL = FOOTBALL YOU FUCKING TARD FROM OAKVILLE YOU ARE NOT COOL BECAUSE YOU REFERENCE A TERM YOU REALISE MEANS THE SAME THING AS KICKING A BALL AROUND THAT PEOPLE SAY ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE OCEAN I HATE YOU ^%#%^8576

4. IF YOU WANT THE HAIR OUT OF YOUR EYES WEAR A HEADBAND NOT A PENCIL FUCKING THIN BRA STRAP ELASTIC AROUND YOUR HEAD UNLESS OF COURSE YOU WERE GOING FOR THE I AM A TEENAGE GIRL LOOK THEN THAT’S FINE

5. STILL EXTREMELY BORING

6. SITTING AROUND FOR HOURS IN A CROWDED BAR TO WATCH THE TINIEST SCREEN OR MAYBE EVEN STANDING AROUND COS THERE AREN’T SEATS IS FUN!? WHAT’S THAT YOU JUST GOT OUT OF THE SANITORIUM? OK.

7. WHAT ALL OF A SUDDEN YOU ARE THE HUGEST SOCCER FAN EVER FUNNY HOW THAT HAPPENS EVERY FEW YEARS THIS TIME OF YEAR I WONDER WHY THAT IS…

8. HEY AWESOME JUMP ON OUR CAR AND SHOOT FIREWORKS FROM ROMAN CANDLES IN YOUR HANDS YOU DON’T NEED FINGERS TO PLAY SOCCER KIDS WHAT THE GAME JUST STARTED AND ALREADY YOU ARE ALL KICKING THE SHIT OUT OF EACH OTHER YOU ARE SO EXCITED ME TOO ME TOO FUN AWESOME SKGRHGFD GOUFHGFO HPHP93 2759 8435Y4398T43

9. I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL JUST EXPLODE IF I DON’T GET A COMMEMORATIVE T-SHIRT THIS YEAR I NEED IT SO BAAAAADLY

10. I WOULD RATHER DRINK BEER WITH MY SOCKS

the end bring on the love.

oh this dude loves soccer too!

the kids in the park today seem to be on ritalin, v. quiet.

anyway i would like to take a moment to s-talk the new superman movie. it appears in the previews that they are copying the original movie exactly as in totally fake slow-mo flying and floating up into the air type shit. GAY AND BORING NO THANKS.

fil i will NOT be seeing this movie with you in the theatres unless i am on mushrooms, ecstasy, acid, ketamine, or absinthe. that is all.

ONE YEAR AGO TODAY

i have an ear-picking fetish and i’ve been at it for a year now i think. my left ear scabs up and gets flaky dry and i pick at it until it is sore and fil waits until my face is awash in euphoria and i am totally in the pleasure-zone of ear-picking and he slaps my hand away or hits my elbow so my finger jams painfully way up into my ear and then he says i will get cancer if i don’t stop picking my ear because whatever it is i am picking at never gets a chance to heal and i am like sure it does, it heals when i am asleep and then i wake up and pick at it some more.

sorry, i don’t have anything else to write about.

i am so ghetto today cos i’m smoking butts from the ashtray and i made these sticky noodles and ruined them because i doused them with liquid hickory smoke for flavor.

iamthebest.com

there’s still comments from the first time i posted this too

i have the worst fucking cramps i am going to strangle the universe and cid barfed all over my tiger rug and i walked through it.

i also can’t stop crapping.

i also have to go get sir barfsalot some catfood and fil thinks i am going to go to the pet store to get it i am going to go to the variety store cos it is closer.

OK, first things fucking first…

I’m fucking 36, and I am retired. I used to be a lawyer in Wisconsin. I retired and moved to Montana.

All I do now is snowboard, party, hike, play music and have fun…

Sounds like a pretty good life, no?

It is.

And I started blogging about it, justto tell the world how fucking much I rock.

But I come here, and I realize… wait a minute, dude…

Rocking has a new dimension.

And it is Raymi.

This shit cracks me up each and every day.

I check it twice a day, and it always delivers.

(Go ahead and put that on your movie ad… “The dude says I check it twice a day, and it always delivers.”)

Nevertheless, kudos and godspeed, young lady.

Lovin it.

Joe | Homepage | 06.15.06 – 10:09 pm | #

i have seven popsicle paintings and i know that this is how i am going to break out onto the art scene just fully explode despite the art scene being pretty close to over i figure that’s how you do it like buying a pair of doc martens from wal-mart when your grade seven teacher is even wearing them.

anyway there will alyways be art and parties for art but the time where you could blow your nose into a toilet paper tube and staple it to a hat and sell it for 350 and have a million hipsters drinking pabst is OOOOOver.

except for me and my popsicles, of course.