Sunday, October 02, 2005
You say awful, I say aw yeah!
I've been told that my shit is a little bit different. I don't know what that means really, but fuck it, we could sit around all day playing phillosopher, analyzing my id, ego, and Super Nintendo, or we could just look at some crap I decided to post here.
It's things like this that made my buttlog Time magazine's Buttlog of the year for 2005.
Really. I swear on Zach Galligan's Grave!
The beautiful people who populate this buttlog:
I wonder if that's shit on his hand. Motor oil perhaps?
This woman's shirt alone makes me nauseous, and also hurts my retinas.
This is a definite double bagger, but she's a double bagger who happens to be built like a brick shithouse. Call me crazy, but I'd hit it. And probably like it!
This is just awful. I hope that little girl is doing ok now.
Here's a tall drink of stagnant water for the ladies.
My special cat, Mr. Natas.
Here's a picture of me working on my buttlog. Yes I always am naked. And yes, I am BIG! I'M BAD! AND I SMELL LIKE HAM!!!!
This lovely she-beast makes me think of the Spaceball's character, Pizza The Hut.
There's gigantic asses, and there's gigantic asses... And then you have this person.
Fuck You!
The unlife of one Zombie Flyboy:
Like it says, I'm the best. It can't be helped.
Here's a picture of me with my big fat belly. I'm such a fatty.
Here's me and Katie living it up, back before Shitbird Cruise gave her the herpes and brainwashed her.
I was the National Break Dance Champion back in 86', and I can still bust a move and break it down for reals yo!
On the set of Herbie:Reloaded, or whatever that piece of shit movie was called.
My world famous Brain-Burger commercial for Burger King.
One of the many adult films I made in Mexico.
Here's me on the beach, getting ready to tap that fine girl's ass.
It is what it is.
I am so hot.
Adventures, happenings, and stuff that went down:
Zombie Road Trip
Zombie-Thin
Truth/Untruth Gameshow with Fun Commercial
McDonald's Chainsaw Massacre
Tom Cruise Part One
The Friday The 13th Movies Explained
Tom Cruise Part Two
Tom Cruise Part Three
The 68 Comeback Special
Ok. I made up being Time Magazine's Buttlog of the year for 2005.
I'll give you some time to get over the shock.
It's things like this that made my buttlog Time magazine's Buttlog of the year for 2005.
Really. I swear on Zach Galligan's Grave!
The beautiful people who populate this buttlog:
I wonder if that's shit on his hand. Motor oil perhaps?
This woman's shirt alone makes me nauseous, and also hurts my retinas.
This is a definite double bagger, but she's a double bagger who happens to be built like a brick shithouse. Call me crazy, but I'd hit it. And probably like it!
This is just awful. I hope that little girl is doing ok now.
Here's a tall drink of stagnant water for the ladies.
My special cat, Mr. Natas.
Here's a picture of me working on my buttlog. Yes I always am naked. And yes, I am BIG! I'M BAD! AND I SMELL LIKE HAM!!!!
This lovely she-beast makes me think of the Spaceball's character, Pizza The Hut.
There's gigantic asses, and there's gigantic asses... And then you have this person.
Fuck You!
The unlife of one Zombie Flyboy:
Like it says, I'm the best. It can't be helped.
Here's a picture of me with my big fat belly. I'm such a fatty.
Here's me and Katie living it up, back before Shitbird Cruise gave her the herpes and brainwashed her.
I was the National Break Dance Champion back in 86', and I can still bust a move and break it down for reals yo!
On the set of Herbie:Reloaded, or whatever that piece of shit movie was called.
My world famous Brain-Burger commercial for Burger King.
One of the many adult films I made in Mexico.
Here's me on the beach, getting ready to tap that fine girl's ass.
It is what it is.
I am so hot.
Adventures, happenings, and stuff that went down:
Zombie Road Trip
Zombie-Thin
Truth/Untruth Gameshow with Fun Commercial
McDonald's Chainsaw Massacre
Tom Cruise Part One
The Friday The 13th Movies Explained
Tom Cruise Part Two
Tom Cruise Part Three
The 68 Comeback Special
Ok. I made up being Time Magazine's Buttlog of the year for 2005.
I'll give you some time to get over the shock.
