I’m not going to get into the nitty-gritty “right or wrong” aspect of women’s freedom of choice. It’s not my prerogative. But seriously, isn’t it a bit morbid to wear red panties for a day supporting the right to choose? That’s like wearing yellow boxers for National Bed-Wetters Appreciation Day.
Danger Will Robinson! Danger! Stupid Pun Ahoy!
by Sharkey on October 1, 2002 @ 10:44 pm
Danger’s Hiptop has finally hit the shelf, and it’s sort of anticlimatic at this point. I feel like I’ve been waiting so long, I don’t really feel those pangs of schoolgirlish glee when I think about owning one. Way to suck the life out of my uh… life, Danger.
I’ll probably plunk down the 300 bucks or so (before rebate, with all the necessary bullshit) for the damned thing, only so I can have the luxury of posting from the can. So before I throw some cash at this new company, does anyone have any comments on the Hiptop? I’ve heard nothing but good so far, so it’d be nice to get everyone’s opinion. Except for the manatees. Like your continued survival helps anyone, you selfish bastards.
Thousands Of Germans Are Crying Right Now
by Sharkey on September 30, 2002 @ 11:05 pm
Posts that write themselves #253: [ Hasselhoff says he hit ‘rock bottom’ ]
“I once thought about writing a book called ‘The Minibar and Me,”‘ he said. “(I’d be) social drinking, having fun — and damn, I’d just have a blackout.”
After his one-day stint at Betty Ford in June, Hasselhoff checked into a hotel in a T-shirt and shorts, the magazine said, and began to drink from a minibar full of rum, cognac, beer and wine, leading to his hospitalization the next day.
“I woke up going, ‘This is rock bottom,”‘ he said.
In case you were wondering, the picture to the above right is indeed what most would consider “rock bottom”. Not to be confused with the following picture, which most would consider to be the pinnacle of any career.
When you’re peakin’, those low times seem like a whole universe away, don’t they Dave?
Bringing In The Sheep, Bringing In The Sheep…
by Sharkey on @ 7:20 pm
[ For the soccer mom who’s in a hurry to murder her children in a horrifying wreck ]
Minivan that can go around 190 MPH. Something tells me this car + cell phone = social Darwinism at work.
Whoops
by Sharkey on September 27, 2002 @ 3:20 pm
For the second time in my life, I’ve been canned. However, this time was a bit different than the last. Whereas I deserved the last time (I was rather proud of it, actually) this time is disconcerting. I mean, I knew it was coming. But I’ve never been told that my efforts would easily warrant a promotion at another company, whereas at this one they result in my dismissal. Apparently the higher ups really did hate my vacation time in Europe that much, and decided to can me upon my completion of any unresolved consulting work.
Odd. When I slacked off there, I was treated like I shat gold. I was told I was to be promoted, that I’d get an assistant, raises, whores, the works. Then when I’m busting my ass, I get treated like solid gold shit. What kind of a lesson is that supposed to send to my psyche?
Whatever. I’m taken care of financially for the near future, so I guess I can take the time to renovate this place. Then I’ll make Solo happy by finally getting SOTD back online. Thank God I can at least stop working so many Goddamn hours. It was turning me into an aggrivated prick.
You Know Dave Shit Himself Before They Got Him?
by Sharkey on @ 9:14 am
It’s Friday kids, and you know what that means. Time for some ethnic slurs and hot chocolate! And “hot chocolate” was not racially biased, you sick sonuvabitch. Now onto the mail:
From: karupt
Subject: the greeks at my school are a bunch of fucking idiotssharkey i thought you would get a kick out of this from the potential explosion that is expected to happen. www.tolerance.org main page…but the story is here—> https://www.tolerance.org/news/article_hate.jsp?id=617
i go to school here, unfortunately. not only cause of this. i just never have liked the school. and i really have never liked the greeks. anyways i thought id drop this of to you incase you needed somethin for the front page. i know how hard it can be to find stuff. anyways the buzz around campus is that all the news outlets in the state are being notified and there is expeced to be a big “racial” problem around campus. you know people sayin this others saying that..etc. maybe some protests. ill keep you up to date if you care. if you dont want to use it im sure it will wind up in the forums anyways.
–karupt
In case you’re wondering and are too lazy to click today, the link tells a tale of a college frat party in which certain members dressed as Klan members, complete with a blackfaced frat brother to “lynch”. The party was themed “Come As You Are”, which must mean that the blackfaced fellow feels oppressed by whitey and has a pencheant for watermelon. That, or he’s just a complete fucking racist idiot. Whichever you prefer. The pictures are really the gold of this article, and you can get to them by clickin on Zeke, Cleetus, and Ray Ray below:
Why do we allow the South to exist?
Special Disclaimer: No staff members of BAMF.com are known racists, nor is there any harmful intent with my clever Photoshopping of the preceeding image. The only person remotely racist in relation to this site is Tracer Bullet, who is constantly telling me that “crackaz” are “no dick mu’fukkas”. However, he does tell me that getting “wang mouthification” from the “white bitches” makes him feel like he’s donkey punching the President’s wife. Take from that what you will…
Nobody Died. Well, Nobody Undeserving…
by Sharkey on September 26, 2002 @ 5:13 pm
Wondering where the Hell I’ve been? Sure you were, jackass, you’re just too smug to admit it. Anyway, wonder no longer. Aside from my glorious job doing whatever the fuck it is that I do, I’ve been doing my civic duty. That’s right, the mother of all day wasting civil kicks in the ass, Jury Duty. Apparently my civic duty entails sitting around with the smellier members of society watching either the news, or the whordes of my peers snoring through the 9-hour day.
Thank God I had enough stuff to entertain me. A bottle of glue and a writing instrument, and you’ve got automatic articles of comedy from me. That, or inane drivel, I haven’t actually read it yet. For all I know it could be a systematic rundown of why it’s a good idea to wear shoes and socks to jury duty, unlike the charming elephant of a woman sitting next to me. But then, what do I know, I was stupid enough not to get out of it, so I haven’t got any room to talk.
Ah, I can’t lie to ya. I’ve got miles of yakkin’ room when it comes to Fatty McNoShoes. Jesus, you’d think all that time at the county courthouse would’ve made me a tad jaded. Well, it didn’t. …Fucker.
That’s Just One Of The Eleven Herbs & Spices
by Sharkey on September 24, 2002 @ 7:24 pm
If the Colonel knew how many stoners had shuffled into his elite KFC ranks, he’d probably hide as much Popcorn Chicken as he could get his extra-crispy crusted fingers on. Thankfully for him, some of the potheads will Darwinistically weed themselves out. Mmm… eye-gougingly terrible pun…
The customer who visited a KFC in this San Francisco suburb Friday got two bags of marijuana, instead of the extra biscuits he had ordered. He gave the pot back to the worker, got his biscuits and called police.
Police arrested Carlos Ayala, 26, at the restaurant. The sheriff’s office and the restaurant’s management company did not immediately return calls Tuesday seeking further detail. Deputies said Ayala was carrying a small amount of marijuana, a handgun and about $500.
Honestly, you must be a burnout to be working at KFC at 26 and still be fucking stupid enough to do something even half as retarded as this. Actually, that’s fairly circular logic, as you’d have to be that stupid to be working at KFC, or be a burnout at 26. And now that my head is spinning sufficiently, I beleive I’ll douse my brain with enough of this nation’s #1 legal drug (beer) until I can’t see straight. Or until I want chicken strips. Whichever comes first.
Like Couch Fishing, But For Pedophiles
by Sharkey on @ 10:13 am
Note to perverts who want to peep in underage girl’s shower windows: in the future, remember to bring your own chair. Or, if you don’t feel ridiculous enough, try one of those periscopes that they sell at Imaginarium.
USA TODAY — WICHITA, Kan. — father used fishing line to catch a man he suspected of spying on his daughters. The 37-year-old husband and father identified himself only as Brian because he doesn’t want to bring attention to his daughters. Brian’s wife had noticed that a backyard chair kept being moved under a bathroom window overnight. Soon the couple was convinced someone was watching their girls – ages 6 and 15 – while they showered. Brian, a hunter and fisherman, took a spool of fishing line, tied one end to the leg of the chair, snaked the fishing line into the house, and left the spool on the kitchen counter. With his 6-year-old daughter in the bathroom one night last week, he got a bite. The spool fell off the counter and began unraveling. Brian stepped forward and ordered the man to lie down while his wife called police. The 31-year-old man, who turned out to live a few houses away, was taken to the Sedgwick County Jail.
Hmm… caught while looking at the six-year-old, eh? And I haven’t heard any shit from KLFJoat about revoking his Main Page access in weeks. And isn’t Kansas where estranged underage Mofemme Mooch lives?
*puts two and two together*
I’m not sayin’ anything, especially since I’d rather not be subpoenaed to appear at his trial as a character witness.
WTF
by Sharkey on September 23, 2002 @ 11:20 am
Something’s messed up with the CGI scripts ’round here. If this goes through, grand. If not, I will anally rape the CGI scripts with a tuning fork.
*Update*: Alright, I put down the tuning fork.