In touch with my inner dumbass… what edition is it now?

Yeah, if I want humor, if I want funny, I don’t have to go far. I’m a walking laughtrack. And the good thing is? I can spread it. Far and wide. Like fertilizer. For example, here’s something I don’t even remember doing, but it happened. Apparently one day, when I was leaving a long message […]

It’s warming up some…

DINGO: Oh, wicked, bad, naughty, evil Zoot! Oh, she is a naughty person, and she must pay the penalty — and here in Castle Anthrax, we have but one punishment for setting alight the grail-shaped beacon. You must tie her down on a bed and spank her! GIRLS: A spanking! A spanking! DINGO: And after […]

Watch out for that tree!

I had many ideas for the subject line on this one: That light? It was a fucking train. Back in touch with my inner dumbass. On my ass. Etc. I don’t deal well with failure. No, make that I’m not dealing well with failure. No past tense about it. I always try to cut my […]