That’s what my intent is here: For each and everyone who reads this to post something stupid. Why? Because I like stupid things. I have a hit counter on this page and know quite a few people stop by on a daily basis, so it will be fun to see how many of you participate. If nobody wants to, that’s fine. I’ll just sit here kicking my can all over the place. Fine, I don’t care about you non-participators anyways. You and your attitudes… sheesh.
Here’s how to play: see the little “comments” hyperlink below this post on the right hand side? I want to put it to work. Click on it and leave me a comment about anything. Or click on it to read the comments. If you don’t have a blogger ID and want to remain anonymous, that’s fine by me. Your comment doesn’t necessarily have to be stupid; it can be about anything (although stupid and random is more entertaining if you can work it in somehow). I’m post dating this entry so it stays on the top of the page for a while, but will continue making new journal entries, so you’ll have to scroll past this one for a week or so to get to the “new” stuff.
Let the random stupidity begin.. I’ll do the first one to give you an example.
I have never eaten a hot dog with EZ Cheese on it wrapped in a lettuce bun. Oh, and I still have Percy's name tag.
Have you tried wrapping the lettuce in EZ cheese….or wondered about sock puppets?
the cheesy secretion around the clitoris
There is a Reeses Puff and a pen that doesn't work on the doily on my table. I wonder what YIP-YAPS taste like…
Even though I'm not into GILF'ing (Think MILF…only older), I've got to be honest here. I've often wondered what a "gummer" blowjob would be like.
Would the sensation be pleasant due to the absence of those pesky teeth? Or would it be too foreign? Not foreign like Manuel Noriega, but foreign like weird.
I dunno…that whole "sticking your penis in grandma's mouth" is what's holding me back I think.
*shrugs*
~Lance
Ha! Reading my comment made me think of a hot line that could be uttered in that situation…
"Gert, if you fixodent…well, you can forget it then. I don't want any teeth with my hummer – real or artificial."
Mutant sock puppets… the next child phenonmenon.
Argyle Chucky (voice-overs by Jim Henson)
i just took an amazon poop
-NICK (highonstress)
mike takes the shortcut
less work than typing his own
blog author sell out
haikus do the same
less effort needed to create
fewer syllables
delegation rules
the master of avoidance
i heart passive blogs
typing is boring
less fun than masterbation
or are they the same?
ok nothing left
worthlessly filling up space
my haiku is done
The one thing that I learned in all of my years as a male super model was how to properly use an enema. But this morning I must have been a little tired, fore I put it in the wrong hole. Now I have to pee really bad. Gotta go now, Im dripping all over the carpet.
Nice work, everyone!
Now it's time for you strangers to play. Like 24.191.221.XXX – you can't just read this shit for free.. get to work! And you, 69.173.194.XXX and 131.95.219.XXX. Why not play along? We've never met, but I'd love for you to share something with the class.
Big brother is watching. I've got your IP addresses and will hunt you down and.. well. I guess there's nothing I can really do with that information.
And now, back to our show. I'm really happy that teeth aren't made out of peanuts.
I've found that saying "Michael Krenner's buttox" several times into the microphone gives the any venue's sound technician the full phonic detail/dynamic range he or she really needs to adjust vocal sound levels for an audience's optimum pleasure.
Johnson!! When Iced Ink starts doing shows again, I'd like to hire you to test all mics like that. I demand a crystal clean sound for all of those vocals I do.
Last night I dreamed that a cat was eating some cupcakes but when scolded she turned into an old lady. Then I saw some birds and wanted to stop in the park to get a better look but the parking lot was filled with Hasidic Jews.
I want another turn! Farts are poops that are screaming to get out!!!
Deep thoughts-by Uncle Rick
Midnight Plowboys = Hot Corn Stars