When Things Go Wrong…
[Pic via Zach de la Roachclip]
And besides being named coach of the year and being 1/2 pregnant, 1/8 lesbian, t.A.T.u. are going to star in their own cartoon movie! It’s being co-produced by Japan and Russian and will be released overseas this November. This toon is going to be hottest thing on the silver screen since Kathy Bates got nekkid in About Schmidt. I’ve seen a lot of messed up stuff in my life since working at an animated porn factory, but there were two things I always longed to see: Jessica Rabbit naked [nudity, duh] and the dykenamic duo from t.A.T.u. get animated and then… get animated, if ya know what I mean. Gawd I’m one semi-old dirty bastard. Good thing I don’t believe in Hell!
Not fluent in French Fries? Then maybe yer dumb like me (and these people) and didn’t know that RSVP stood for Repondez, s’il vous plait or Revolutionary Surrealist Vandal Party.
I dabble a little bit with EA’s FIFA Soccer 2004, but other than that I’m no longer a video game junkhead for the first time in my life (I was born with Atari’s Combat in my blood). That all may all change once Nintendo’s new handheld drops. This thang gots two screens, touch-screen input, voice recognition, and wireless communication. I bet this thang is 76 times more powerful than one of those Commodore PET Computers they stuck us with in kindergarten.
Coolest ping pong you ever did see here (Windows Media)! [Link via Hot Tuna Heltz]
If you were on death row, what would your final meal be? Mom take note cause I’ve had naughty thoughts about an almost 18 year-old and may go away for a few years: My final eatsings would be a 5 biscuits from Popeye’s, a pecan waffle from Waffle House, bacon, Tangy Taffy, 12 funnel cakes, 2 frozen chocolate covered bananas, a Steak & Shake vanilla milkshake, and one Super Big Gulp of Cherry Coke to wash down that heart attack. Anywho, here’s a site chronicling the last suppers of dead men walking. [Link via Warner Sisters]
Speaking of almost 18 year-old future wives, I should just rename my site Thighs Wide Grambo cause the King of all Media beat me to the Lohan punch once again!! Doesn’t mean I aint going to post the breastest magazine cover ever since last month’s issue of Juggs.
The Cover was supposed to read:
Why is Lindsay Lohan falling
in love with the Thigh Master?