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December 31, 2010
Categories: alcohol, bacon, Balls, BANGLAR!, hopey changey shit, I feel like chicken tonight. . . Author: Blackiswhite, Imperial Consigliere
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Our government is a giant shitball of incompetents, liars and fascist pricks.
Get TITS2 & The H2 Stuff
Happy New Years my bitches!
HAHA FRIST!
Fist?
Is the three-piston asshammer broken?
Where are all the words in this poat? I’m all disorientationed.
I just got off the phone with Retired Geezer. What’s you goddamn phone numbe BiW?
I just emailed it to you in Facedouchechimp.
FRist, bitch…not fist.
FRist, bitch…not fist.
He was fantasizing
>> . I LOVE YOU DAVE!!!
I love you too PJ.
I’m calling BiW now. He better be wearing clothes.
FRist, bitch…not fist.
http://tinyurl.com/2bu43uv
all right, BiW answered the fucking phone.
who’s next?
He better be wearing clothes.
I have no idea why that made me laugh out loud, but it did.
Thanks for the concise new poat, Talks-With-Tongue-Like-Argentine-Lake-Duck’s-Tomahawk.
because you’re NOT wearing clothes?
sheesh. *bring in the goats
goddammit, I dunna have Pupster’s phone number.
fuck this shit!
Happy New Year!
goddammit, I dunna have Pupster’s phone number.
fuck this shit!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9DkaRUtp3w8
Happy New Year Master Chief.
I’d give it to you, but it’s unlisted. I don’t even have it, Falls-Down-In-Flowing-Waters.
five indians & on the phone
BiW is not lit. YET
Well I’ll just wish you a happt new year here then you dog you,
trousers drop at midnight!
Falls-Down-In-Flowing-Waters.
Good point, Rolls-in-Gifs-and-Eats-Own-Poop.
Happy New Year to all the Hot Snausages, their families and friends! May the good Lord bless and keep you, one and all. I wish for all of you a happy, healthy and prosperous New Year.
But, between you & me, we know that’s not gonna happen for all of us. So I wish you all the best outcome for the cards you are dealt for this New Year.
Me, I have no hope, so I bought a couple lottery tickets. One for “Mega Millions”, and one for the WA Lotto. Other than that I’ve got no prospects.
Anita called CIGNA the other day about my surgery and they told her they sent the denial-letter to the surgeon, the hospital, and us, on Tuesday.
Happy Frickin’ New Year!
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May all your prospects be better than mine, the wind be at your back, and your soul be in Heaven an hour before Satan knows you’re dead!
Good night, and good cheer to you all!
God Bless You, Hostages!
trousers drop at midnight!
Did no one get McPO a belt for Christma?
BiW is not lit. YET
With the new meds, BiW CAN’T get lit, or his bloodsugar will crater and he will experience the excitement and thrills that can only come from a coma.
Well I’ll just wish you a happt new year here then you dog you,
You too, Kicking-Beagle.
Pupster, you’re such a fag.
You’ve got entirely the wrong idea about me, Barking-Up-Wrong-Tree.
I like chicks.
Wiserbud,
Happy New Year, buddy!
Yeah, I know I’m on “The List”, and I told you “Fuck You” on your birthday card from me & Anita, but I just wanted to be sure that you were not left out, as you are excluded from lots of stuff here.
So, to you & yours, Happy New Year!
Try not to set anyone on fire.
Crap, I am back, went to a bonfire and connected with old friends. Smores, Marshmallows, etc. Came home in time to
pass outgo to bed.After many, many, shots of whiskey.
and much smoke
New poat ? where ?
Too early to pass out. Only 10pm in the TEXAS time zone (US Central should really be renamed, Texas Standard Time). Time for another Woodford Reserve.
When you choose to spend nye at the home of your 75 year old parents, and they’re both lifelong teetotalers, there will be no alcohol. I’ll feel damned good in the morning though.
No booze ?!? ouch. I’ll feel fine when I get up too. I fully intend to sleep through my hangover.
Happy New Year, Raper-of-Donkey and Dances-With-Loose-Squaws.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RgK078_kIP8&feature=fvw
http://gatewaypundit.rightnetwork.com/2010/12/goat-beauty-contest-begins-in-saudi-arabia/
Happy New Year, Speaks-With-Fucked-Tongue.
two dogs fucking, see joke, #31
Eddiebear, at least say fuck. Don’t just link and run. I feel empty when you don’t fuck up a poat with excessive fucks.
fuck
fuck
Well said.
Eddie,
Thanks! And Happy New Year!
Pendejo, I’ll be at my 70 year old parents house in a few minutes, but we’ll be gettin our drink on
WOOT! WOOT!
Thank God they live behind us so we don’t have to drive anywhere
Just a short walk up a dangerous, steep, unlit brick stairway
Happy New Year my loves!
Happy New Year, Lives-With-Bad-Back.
Wish I were there.
Pendejo, we’ll try to drink enough for you too.
That’s what I expect.
Honestly not a spam attempt here, but you really do have to check out the Hooker on the New Year’s post at H&B
Oh, come on! you fuckers can’t possibly be out already
Poor Armed Geek, peddling hookers with no response.
22 minutes
I’se back. I don’t tend to go out on NYE. Too many drunk drivers/DUI checkpoints. Those aren’t good odds.
I ain’t so much peddling Hookers as trying to spread a damned fine image. 15min.
So, you’re kind of an ass man, aren’t you, AG?
Is it obvious ?
Actually, I am an ass man, but I also like legs, long hair and a nice back. Boobs are nice, but the back of a woman is really the first thing I notice. Oddly, I have a thing for dark eyes too.
Cheered the ball dropping in NYC (though seeing Dick Clark like that hurt). Drank wine, champagne, and, believe it or not, chocolate wine with whipped cream that was awesome. It was this: http://chocovine.com/
I am slightly fitshaced.
also fitshaced. Bourbon. 5min. Happy New Year roamy.
Happy New Year, AG.
Happy New Year, Roamy (and everybody else).
WHOOO-HOOOOO!!!!! FUCK YOU 2010, GET IN THE REARVIEW MIRROR, BITCH!!!!
Happy New Year, Sean (and anyone else I’ve missed)
Another year shot to shit
2011 will be better .. I’ll have a bigger booze budget!
Happy New Year all younz!
Happy new year from the sober pizza cook!
Happy New Year you goofs
WHOOO-HOOOOO!!!!! FUCK YOU 2010, GET IN THE REARVIEW MIRROR, BITCH!!!!
Some of us are still stuck here in 2010, you know.
Some of us are still stuck here in 2010, you know.
You poor left-coast mofos
central time
central time
Texas Standard Time
We suffer alike in moments like the Times Square ball drop, Dave.
(At least during the ball drop in Times Square on NYE, that is.)
Woo Hoo! Happy New Year. Celebratin’ in two time zones, Happy New Year!
Sean, WTF time are you coming over here tomorrow?
Since we’re having fun, here’s a Riley pic from Chrimmas morning:
http://tinyurl.com/248h42a
He’s going in for a haircut next weekend.
Andy, I talked to b-rad, and it sounds like 5 pm is the time we’re shooting for.
Ouch! http://www.wwtdd.com/2010/12/katy-perry-is-a-natural-beauty/
Cool. I’ll be 8 indians by then!
Pick up your phone, you doucheneck!
Check your TextMessageDickPole
Check your voicemail, EdBalls.
I will when I can hear. If it’s mission critical, email me.
What up pussyS
‘sup, sohootiepatootie?
We prank called Dave! We prank called Dave!
Me and Gavin rock!
What up pussyS
Sox isn’t here yet, darlin’.
What up pussyS
Something tells me that count fell asleep with a smile of contentment last night.
Did someone lay off Car in?
Wakey wakey or go back to bed.
Happy New Year Hostage Tribe.
– Chief Red Stag
Hahahaha, I loved the Indian names, Pupster.
This is MUCH too early to be waking up on New Year’s Day. I blame Mare.
Thanks Many-Brains-And-Boobs.
Top to Bottom – Romy, Pup
http://tinyurl.com/374m2kl
Wakey wakey.
Sorry I was late.
I wasn’t drunk or nothing last night. We just watched movies. I feel asleep before the first one ended.
Woo hoo. Party girl.
HAPPY NEW YEAR! [bangs drums, blows whistles, shoots off guns]
Heh, good one, Tail Wagging Like Crazy.
Keep the noise down, Buns of Steel.
Happy New Year Hostages. And assorted hangers-on.
Keep the noise down, Buns of Steel.
FINE. Then I’ll clean up this joint.
[bangs pots together in sink, throws beer bottles against the fireplace]
Should I
drunk dialwake up Dave?PA! Yer tasters back yet?
Hey, Scott! Glad you’re still here. This year will be better!
My taster is slowly coming back. I’ve added fresh oranges to my tuna fish diet, along with some yogurt, and peanut butter.
Last night had a small glass of champagne. There is NOTHING wrong with my liquor taster at all.
So the phone rang. WTF? It was my paper lady, saying she can’t deliver my paper because one of the roads to my house is flooded. I looked out the window for the first time this morning. Holy shit! I’m not going anywhere for a while.
Happy 2011, folks. I’m almost done Christmas shopping!
I went to bed around 1am, but I had a drink first. I should have skipped the drink.
happy new year…..
I’m assuming Aggie’s spending time with her husband before he’s deployed and that wiser didn’t run her off. Correct?
PA, did the surgery do any good things for you?
Anyone have any resolutions?
Scott, my legs feel better. Back still hurts. So far. Doc said to not pass judgment for 6 months. So we’ll see.
I resolve to not get my belly button pierced.
Decisions, decisions. Three Stooges marathon or Twilight Zone marathon.
SeaNm has a new poat up…
*wakes up — looks around*
Did anyone get killed last night?