Ramble On – October 2003
Ramble ON
October 2003
By The Snizz
I’m back! Sorry it took so long, but I’ve been busy collecting Iraq’s "most wanted" playing cards and various T-shirts with patriotic sayings on them. My favorite says "America. Love it or we’ll beat you fucking senseless."
Take it from me. Do not get caught up in the flavored mayonnaise craze.
My new cat, Grace, doesn’t cover her poop. Peculiar habit, or sign of disrepect? You decide.
Ramble ON
October 2003
By The Snizz
I’m back! Sorry it took so long, but I’ve been busy collecting Iraq’s "most wanted" playing cards and various T-shirts with patriotic sayings on them. My favorite says "America. Love it or we’ll beat you fucking senseless."
Take it from me. Do not get caught up in the flavored mayonnaise craze.
My new cat, Grace, doesn’t cover her poop. Peculiar habit, or sign of disrepect? You decide.
Breaking News: British music press to watch Julian Casablancas defecate! Rumors abound that Fab might tinkle later.
Speaking of bathrooms, the same guy keeps pooping in the stall next to the urinals at our office. What’s his fucking problem? I gotta smell his shit while I pee? It’s bad enough there’s a guy standing right next to me with his dick in his hand. Now I got to listen to his ass bubble?
I hate reality television, but Extreme Makeover rules. They take a bunch of ugly people, perform massive amounts of plastic surgery, and Voila! – The cretins are slightly less ugly. They should kick it up a notch by doing things like implanting fins on people’s backs or turning somebody into a Cyclops. That’s Extreme to the max!
From the state that gave you Rappin’ Ronny Reagan–.Here’s Arnold!
From the "things you don’t hear very often" department: "I’m glad I bought that Vagisil!"
What in the hell are kulats? Are they same thing as a skort? I’m so confused.
Remember folks, the NBA season starts at the end of this month, so lock up your strippers and hide your weed.
Whatever happened to guys getting high on PCP and jumping off buildings? That and parachute pants were two of the best things the 80’s had to offer.
Factoid: Boxing kangaroos are funny.
As Halloween nears, don’t forget most poisons are easily traceable.
I’m not sure which is longer, Fiona Apple’s last album title or the name of that new Nada writer who’s always talking about the bible. He needs a snappy nickname like "The A-Bomb" or something.
Here’s one phrase I’ve tired of: "Rapper/Actor."
Factoid: The lint from my butt and bellybutton are the same color.