Ok first off, some apologies, Kitzy and i have both been part timing it as of late with the posts, he has an excuse, mine are weak though. Thursday i was on site all day, friday the internet at my work was down til 3p.m., and then i was too lazy, but we'll try not to let that happen again. My second apology is for the nutshot of the day, it's really hard to single out one video, so if you ever see a string of four videos together like today, then just click on the top one, cause that's the nutshot of the day, the one today is so awesome! FISH NUTS!
So my topic today is simply halloween, i haven't even really decided what about it i want to talk about, so i'm just going to ramble.
First off i just want to say that halloween is probably my favorite party night of the entire year. And yes that puts alot of pressure on poor halloween, but the H-bomb always delivers. You see October 31st is the perfect night because it's almost impossible to not enjoy it. You get together with all your friends for drinks, and everyone is wearing their costumes, some are absolutely terrible, some are brilliant, but no matter what they're always funny. Each time someone new arrives you get the chance to see what type of humiliation they've decided to endure for the evening. And i'm not saying anything new here, but you gotta love how it's a chance for the women of the world to slut it up as much as humanly possible and it's completley expected, and a chance for guys to wear the stupidest shit they can find and the stupider it is, the better.
I will be going as Winnie The Pooh for halloween this year. For the third consecutive year, lame as hell i know, i mean one of the best parts of halloween is coming up with something new and exciting to wear each year. But i gotta say i love the Winnie costume so much. It's warm, it's easy, people always want to take pictures with you and rub your fur, there are so many jokes that can be made because of it, there's pickup lines galore, ("Will you be my honey for this evening, i seem to have forgot mine!") but it has one true downfall. Going pee. And when i drink alot, i often have to pee.....alot. You see Winnie zips up in the back, just above where my ass crack would end. And the zipper goes all the way up into the top of the hood. There's no pockets, and there's no random pee holes in the costume. So that means each time i feel the call of nature, i have to find a stall, unzip the costume which is a task in itself, especially whilst inebriated, and then i pull the costume over my head into the front, slowly roll it down, and then i pee over top of it, i know it's a difficult mental image, and it's even more difficult to perform in person. Last year after i peed i dropped one of the arms and the paw fell in the toilet. True story.
So today i'd like to invite anyone who wishes to relay their favorite halloween story of years past, to do so, either in the form of a comment, or you could simply just ask me for the password and you can write your own little blog. One of my favorite moments would have to be, the year one guy on my street was giving out, not one, not two, but three full sized chocolate bars to each kid that came to his door! I know it's unheard of, you should have seen the kid rumor mill going on that night, anytime you were running door to door to get more loot and you ran into a friend it would be, "man, you'll never believe it, there's a guy giving out 3 full chocolate bars!" "NO WAY!?" "Yeah, head two blocks down that way, hang a right, can't miss it!"
This year we have made quite a controversial decision and decided to try out a boat party! And if it ends up sucking i'm going to take a lot of heat since i was one of the few leading the charge on this one. We are on a huge boat, from 11 p.m. to 2 a.m., 250 people, appetizers, cheap drinks, i'm praying it will rule. The argument raged back and forth on this one.
"It'll be too cold!"
"No it won't, you only go outside if you want to!"
"It'll be expensive!"
"It's only 25 bucks, most parties are at least that much!"
"I don't want to be stuck on a boat all night, we won't be able to go anywhere else!"
"We never go anywhere else anyways!"
Finally after weeks of deliberation we signed up, some people very reluctantly. So it's on, this Friday night, if i blog next Monday, you know i wasn't thrown overboard, if not, call the cops, prime suspect at this point in time will be Stuart Galloway. He was against me from the start.
So my topic today is simply halloween, i haven't even really decided what about it i want to talk about, so i'm just going to ramble.
First off i just want to say that halloween is probably my favorite party night of the entire year. And yes that puts alot of pressure on poor halloween, but the H-bomb always delivers. You see October 31st is the perfect night because it's almost impossible to not enjoy it. You get together with all your friends for drinks, and everyone is wearing their costumes, some are absolutely terrible, some are brilliant, but no matter what they're always funny. Each time someone new arrives you get the chance to see what type of humiliation they've decided to endure for the evening. And i'm not saying anything new here, but you gotta love how it's a chance for the women of the world to slut it up as much as humanly possible and it's completley expected, and a chance for guys to wear the stupidest shit they can find and the stupider it is, the better.
I will be going as Winnie The Pooh for halloween this year. For the third consecutive year, lame as hell i know, i mean one of the best parts of halloween is coming up with something new and exciting to wear each year. But i gotta say i love the Winnie costume so much. It's warm, it's easy, people always want to take pictures with you and rub your fur, there are so many jokes that can be made because of it, there's pickup lines galore, ("Will you be my honey for this evening, i seem to have forgot mine!") but it has one true downfall. Going pee. And when i drink alot, i often have to pee.....alot. You see Winnie zips up in the back, just above where my ass crack would end. And the zipper goes all the way up into the top of the hood. There's no pockets, and there's no random pee holes in the costume. So that means each time i feel the call of nature, i have to find a stall, unzip the costume which is a task in itself, especially whilst inebriated, and then i pull the costume over my head into the front, slowly roll it down, and then i pee over top of it, i know it's a difficult mental image, and it's even more difficult to perform in person. Last year after i peed i dropped one of the arms and the paw fell in the toilet. True story.
So today i'd like to invite anyone who wishes to relay their favorite halloween story of years past, to do so, either in the form of a comment, or you could simply just ask me for the password and you can write your own little blog. One of my favorite moments would have to be, the year one guy on my street was giving out, not one, not two, but three full sized chocolate bars to each kid that came to his door! I know it's unheard of, you should have seen the kid rumor mill going on that night, anytime you were running door to door to get more loot and you ran into a friend it would be, "man, you'll never believe it, there's a guy giving out 3 full chocolate bars!" "NO WAY!?" "Yeah, head two blocks down that way, hang a right, can't miss it!"
This year we have made quite a controversial decision and decided to try out a boat party! And if it ends up sucking i'm going to take a lot of heat since i was one of the few leading the charge on this one. We are on a huge boat, from 11 p.m. to 2 a.m., 250 people, appetizers, cheap drinks, i'm praying it will rule. The argument raged back and forth on this one.
"It'll be too cold!"
"No it won't, you only go outside if you want to!"
"It'll be expensive!"
"It's only 25 bucks, most parties are at least that much!"
"I don't want to be stuck on a boat all night, we won't be able to go anywhere else!"
"We never go anywhere else anyways!"
Finally after weeks of deliberation we signed up, some people very reluctantly. So it's on, this Friday night, if i blog next Monday, you know i wasn't thrown overboard, if not, call the cops, prime suspect at this point in time will be Stuart Galloway. He was against me from the start.
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