Yep, goin to Chipotle soon...

Ween "Buenos Tardes Amigo" ~(unofficial)


People like to add the suffix -tard to everything now, like, Libtards, Ron Paultards, Republitard, Hillarytard.

Try that with Music...

Eh?

Chronicles of Binge Drinking Part I.

I fought the popcorn and the popcorn won.

The Royales Are Numero Uno Otra Vez!

Yeah, we got that guy.

And this, only replace the "Arnold" with "the Royales," and you have an awesome grammatically incorrect shirt!:



And this is Zach Greinke...


I can throw a baby wolf at over a 100 mph so I suggest you keep your children close.

In a blatant attempt to get Morrow back on this blog, and because THIS really needs no title or explanation in regard to the following master stroke:



Oh and one more thing for Morrow:

Vanity Search

I'm the real Brett Ramsey!

if I do a vanity search in Google for my own name, the real me isn't even on the first page.  That's depressing that there are 10 other Brett Ramsey's who are making more of a dent in the [cyber] world than me.

Same story over at Yahoo.

Here are some of the professions that other Brett Ramsey's are being successful at:

Appraiser

Race Car Driver

Dog Lover

Sports Writer

Some Canadian on Facebook

Photographer

Crew Member for the 1996 Spike Lee film Get on the Bus

Maybe that means that Brett Ramsey is a name that leads to success!

Anyway, the solution in the meantime is Personalized Search.

Talking Like Kenny Powers is Awesome

(NSFW video)

Eastbound & Down Intro
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Mostly it just involves cursing more, now Ashley Shaffer is just doin animalistic Will Ferrell with a southern accent and drawing out the las syllable.

Like I have shitty towel and when I dry off without shaving leaves lint all over my face, so instead of making a frowny face I'm all like,

"Goddammit now every time I get out of the shower I look like I'm trying to hide fact I'm actually a some kinda goddamn halfbreed type of muppet from my girlfriend or something."

or

Chuck Bednarik... That's Silverback Stock if I've Ever Seen It.

"We played all 60 minutes, both ways. We were iron men not pussyfoots."

The italics aren't editorial, that's how he said it.

Can't do it

I can't do the whole Will Smith thing.  I just can't.  I started watching Bad Boys the other night and started typing a crappy blog during it.  I stopped watching the movie halfway through, and stopped the crappy blog halfway through.  I hate blog-as-it-goes blogging anyway; I never read them. 

Too much Big Willie Style narcissism, too much mid-90's crap.  Nothing was funny, and the explosions weren't big enough.  The scene where the hooker was murdered wasn't very dramatic -- after all, she was a prostitute.

So I guess I'll just say something that I hate saying: I quit.

Maybe I'll post the half-written blog, but I'm going to bury it back in 1995.  That's the beauty of blogging,  I can travel freely through time.

April Fool's Day

This is exactly the type of crap that I mentioned on Twitter:

Granted, I do kind of get a kick out of it, but instead of making this commercial, can we give some of that money to philanthropy (specifically, me)?