I had to post this. It has that certain stupid about it that I have never been able to resist.
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Tomorrow I go in for some blood tests, so I have to fast – starting in about an hour. I really should eat something, but I’m not hungry. The blood-drawing is at 9am in the morning.
What I really dread is not having coffee in the morning. I hate that. I only need a 1/4 cup! Just a few sips would really do. Rats.
McGoo – I go through that fasting crap about every 90 days. You are correct, it’s the lack of morning coffee that sucks goat balls. Luckily, there is a coffee stand in the clinic. As soon as the vampires have my precious bodily fluids, I buy the biggest coffee they sell!
Well, it’s over now. I’m swallowing hot java as fast as my esophagus can handle it, whilst simultaneously stuffing a double b’fast croissant down my piehole between gulps. My tissues crave sustenance!
Things are getting better by the second – mainly because everything I’m doing right now is newly-verbotten by my doc.
No coffee (eat me!).
No carbs (blow me to a stupor!).
I took great pleasure in nodding sincerely to the doc’s demands, while I secretly had my fingers crossed! Pretty sneaky of me – eh? He’ll never figure it out!
I’m continuing my “Day of Misbehavior” in royal – yes, regal – style.
I went out a little while ago and bought a….wait for it …. Arby’s roast beef sammich.
A medium one!
And brought it home (the truck smelled wonderful all the way) and I ate it.
Then I went out to mow the property, took one pass around the perimeter, and decided that it hadn’t grown enough in 12 days to justify my attention at this time. Besides, it was still a bit wet.
Now I’m sitting here – contentedly burping Essence Of Arby’s into the local atmosphere. If I had two noses I could I could put one across the room and smell the room and see if it smells like Arby’s after my deep and sonorously audible eructations.
So now I’m fucking off – as is my wont – and trying to think of someone, somewhere, that I can fuck with.
Yes! The whole movie is a whoot (that is the Canadian pronunciation of “hoot”) and is far better than people might expect considering the star of the film. A fave of mine.
The parody commercials and crap TV shows he creates during the movie are hilarious. The rest is so-so. Spatula City is LMAO funny, right up there with Python.
I had to post this. It has that certain stupid about it that I have never been able to resist.
June 10, 2009 at 10:56 pm
Tomorrow I go in for some blood tests, so I have to fast – starting in about an hour. I really should eat something, but I’m not hungry. The blood-drawing is at 9am in the morning.
What I really dread is not having coffee in the morning. I hate that. I only need a 1/4 cup! Just a few sips would really do. Rats.
June 11, 2009 at 9:04 am
McGoo – I go through that fasting crap about every 90 days. You are correct, it’s the lack of morning coffee that sucks goat balls. Luckily, there is a coffee stand in the clinic. As soon as the vampires have my precious bodily fluids, I buy the biggest coffee they sell!
June 11, 2009 at 9:43 am
No coffee? That’s cruel and unusual.
You should sue.
June 11, 2009 at 10:26 am
Well, it’s over now. I’m swallowing hot java as fast as my esophagus can handle it, whilst simultaneously stuffing a double b’fast croissant down my piehole between gulps. My tissues crave sustenance!
Things are getting better by the second – mainly because everything I’m doing right now is newly-verbotten by my doc.
No coffee (eat me!).
No carbs (blow me to a stupor!).
I took great pleasure in nodding sincerely to the doc’s demands, while I secretly had my fingers crossed! Pretty sneaky of me – eh? He’ll never figure it out!
June 11, 2009 at 11:19 am
No coffee?!? Screw that! Commie, rat-bastard, AMA unionized dorkwad!
June 11, 2009 at 11:53 am
That what I was thinking!
Then I decided to teach him a lesson by drinking TWO cups!
You just know he’s squirming now! Harrumph!
June 11, 2009 at 1:53 pm
I’m continuing my “Day of Misbehavior” in royal – yes, regal – style.
I went out a little while ago and bought a….wait for it …. Arby’s roast beef sammich.
A medium one!
And brought it home (the truck smelled wonderful all the way) and I ate it.
Then I went out to mow the property, took one pass around the perimeter, and decided that it hadn’t grown enough in 12 days to justify my attention at this time. Besides, it was still a bit wet.
Now I’m sitting here – contentedly burping Essence Of Arby’s into the local atmosphere. If I had two noses I could I could put one across the room and smell the room and see if it smells like Arby’s after my deep and sonorously audible eructations.
So now I’m fucking off – as is my wont – and trying to think of someone, somewhere, that I can fuck with.
June 11, 2009 at 2:41 pm
Arby’s roast beast! There’s just something about the simplicity of it eh McGoo? With judicious applications of ArbyQ and Horsey sauce of course.
June 11, 2009 at 2:52 pm
Simplicity – yes!
Sauces – no! Although I fully understand your preference! I used sauces when I was young and lived dangerously! So have it your way!
Now I take my Arby’s straight up with no additives or gooey stuff!
Bread and beast! Yum! And iced water!
I just went out to the truck to get something and noticed it still smells like bread & beast in there. Yum.
June 11, 2009 at 4:56 pm
Did you have “Horsey Sauce”??
June 11, 2009 at 5:04 pm
Nope!
Bread. Beast. Meet my teeth!
Hey! Cher Bono’s daughter – Chastity – is getting a gender change, to a guy!
I can’t help but wonder: What size dick did she order?
Yeah, yeah….That’s fairly disgusting of me, I know. But, c’mon, admit it; all of you readers thought of the same question, didn’t ya? Didn’t ya?
C’mon…admit it….
Yahoo has the story somewhere. Chastity is …shall we say….beefy.
Really.
Beefy.
June 11, 2009 at 6:11 pm
Hey! Cher Bono’s daughter – Chastity – is getting a gender change, to a guy!
Hadn’t heard about that McGoo. Cher will be heartbroken! She was so happy to have a homosexual in the family.
June 11, 2009 at 6:17 pm
Homo, tranny, Cher can still find solace in the fact that her offspring is not – god forbid! – heterosexual. She can still hold her Libtard head high!
But – I wonder if Cher realizes that (s)he’ll be – gasp! – a white man!
June 11, 2009 at 6:18 pm
I’m gonna update Snooch Report, Enas. Stay tuned, I’m off to smutland.
June 11, 2009 at 6:26 pm
I’m man enough to admit to owning the movie this clip is from. Wheel of Fish anyone?
June 11, 2009 at 6:33 pm
Is it really a joke on the oriental pronunciation of “suprise!”?
June 11, 2009 at 6:54 pm
Yes! The whole movie is a whoot (that is the Canadian pronunciation of “hoot”) and is far better than people might expect considering the star of the film. A fave of mine.
Here is Kunni and ‘Wheel of Fish”: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KezvwARhBIc
June 11, 2009 at 6:58 pm
I just about forgot…..McGoo in his first movie roll:
June 11, 2009 at 7:45 pm
That’s right! I love the gun control thingy.
I need to get that flick, Reg. I don’t think I’ve ever heard of it.
June 12, 2009 at 2:15 pm
UHF was pretty funny. In a completey goofy way of course. It’s Weird Al’s (only?) movie so adjust expectations accordingly.
June 12, 2009 at 2:43 pm
Goofy is something I can handle – so long as it isn’t a 3-hour flick. My “goof nerve” burns out at about 90 minutes.
June 12, 2009 at 4:11 pm
The parody commercials and crap TV shows he creates during the movie are hilarious. The rest is so-so. Spatula City is LMAO funny, right up there with Python.
June 12, 2009 at 7:01 pm
I’ll need it, then, Reg.