U.S.A., Country or Continent?
Aug 26th
I know I’m not the first to think of this concept, but I’d like to think I’m the first to put too much effort into this. Set aside Central America which I actually don’t know if its part of North America (nor do I care), we have our boot, Mexico, and our hat (I like Fedora better), Canada. Simply put, we’re going to take over these countries. Why? First of all, we’ll gain a lot of natural resources, like ice, bear pelts, and other cold related shit. Second, we got robbed on beachfront property, so now we’ll have like 6 times as much. Third, we need slaves, we can enslave either the Canadians, or the Mexicans (halfway there) and then, leading to #4, we can have a 2nd civil war, of the south vs the souther. Face it, after WW2 and MLK, American History has been pretty boring. Finally, we will be gaining the advantages and disadvantages of both countries, making for a more rounded, better altogether country – it’s like a self cleansing!
So here’s how this goes down. As for Canada, every night when no one is looking, we move the border back like 10 feet. So some of the buildings and landmarks we try to make mobile as if nothing ever happened. For things we can’t move we’ll just deal with it, and if questioned like “that building seems father away” or “it must be me, but I feel like our border has been moving back 10 feet for the last week”, just simply reply “you’re crazy” and laugh, and the Canadians will laugh with you, because that’s what they do. Each colored portion of Canada represents… lets say… 5 years? The nice part about taking over Canada is they gone through the liberty (pun intended) of delegating and naming states for us.
Mexico on the other hand will be a much simpler operation. All we do is load military evenly throughout all the spring break destinations, and during spring break weekend, before Mexico even has the slightest clue what happened. BAM! Taken over.
I’m not looking forward to French Mexicans.
Good times with oil.
Aug 26th
Oh oil, remember the good times we’ve had? Passing the drivers exam, our first car, the road trip to Mexico; you and I have had some memorable times. While reminiscing is nice, I need to move on, and I think its best if we both see other fuels. I don’t want to hurt you, but I feel we are drifting apart. You are very career driven, rich new friends, practically a higher demographic; $100 a barrel, you’ve made it, Mr. and Mrs. Oil must be very proud. You are moving so fast and it’s impossible to keep up, people are fighting over you and it’s impossible to match the competition. That’s not for me, I had fun at first, we could spend a lot of free time together, we could just go in the car and go for a drive, just because we felt like it. Our relationship used to be about freedom and the open road, now everything requires planning. I don’t like having to live to my life around yours. No matter how much effort I put in, or what changes, you always seem to stay the same. The high maintenance lifestyle i can no long accommodate either, even when you started needing lubricant, which was a stretch at first, the coolants, filters, its just too much.
Oil, I have a confession to make, I haven’t been entirely faithful. It all started on the Internet, as a little innocent fun, an escape from your never ending demands. I started off just looking, mostly at fuels that were out of my reach, I never imagined anything would ever happen – just a silly fantasy really. Can you imagine me with a solar car, or even a fuel cell? But every time I danced with a notion, and came back to you – it was never the same, the spark we had wasn’t there and our relationship became dry and lifeless.
Then I met someone, someone that reignited that original spark. Sure there are a lot of rumors flying around, but its as much of a surprise to everyone and it is to you or me, but it all makes sense. Remember my childhood sweetheart? You know her. Thats right, batteries. No, it’s not like that anymore, not just toys, and never putting out enough, she’s really turned her life around. She’s lost lots of weight, and even though shes seemingly everywhere; cameras, laptops, phones; she always manages to have time for me and my needs. Shes getting off heal coal addiction, and takes her needs constructively, getting her fix from a day in the sun or even a windy day. It’s really refreshing to see someone who is so independent and grounded. And while she can go anywhere she needs to, she is always happy at home, wherever she wants it to be. I’ll probably move out with her soon, maybe we’ll get a car on our own, you know, built ourselves. Maybe one day, we’ll get one built by a proper car maker, but until then we are happy in our own creation. As long as we are together that is what matters.
I know this is a bad way to end it, and I hope we can still be friends. You’ll be back in action in no time anyways, you have your friends. I know in a couple weeks there will be a rich, handsome sports car owner that will really appreciate you, fulfilling all your needs. Even as your career gets less and les mainstream, but I can’t just get batteries out of my head, and I foresee a long and happy life together.
Top 10: Black Males.
Aug 26th
Well, I figured this to be funny. There really is no system for this, just bold opionons.
HM. Kenan & Kel. Nostalgic, I would like to watching it again.
10 (ect). The Cast of the Fresh Prince of Bel-Air. You fill up my afternoons, I’ll fill you on my website, Thanks for making me feel old by going on Nick at Nite.
9. Tyrone Biggums (Dave Chapelle). Perhaps #9 for coolest black dudes. But #1 by a longshot for crackheads. Shazam!
8/7. Kirk Lazarus (Robert Downy Jr.) / Carl Carlson. Following the trend of fictional characters, the greatest honorary black man, becomes listed as the real deal. And for my friend Carl, its a homage to the Simpsons, who oddly doesn’t fit directly into any immediate stereotype, like the hundreds of others on the Simpsons.

6/5. Wayne Brady / Phil Moore. I’m not sure if Wayne Brady is black, but he is talented, not to mention hilarious. As for Phil Moore, hosting a show where participants compete in a digital world? Sounds like “Gamer” is ripping off “Nick Arcade”.
4/3. Billy Dee Williams / Carl Weathers. Billy, often referred to as the coolest person in the world is definately worth a spot on here. Carl, who not only was the coolest black golfing instructor with a wooden hand, also was on pretty much the greatest sitcom to grace television. Ah, Arrested Development.
2. Levar Burton. The host of a childrens show, that I probably watched being too grown, and then bridging the gap with an ever greater (yet nerdier) show. It’s in a book, just take a look, treacheryisafoot.com! (lame, I know)
1. Bill Cosby. Definately my favorite, props on all the Jell-O impressinations, all flattery. Stand-up act all the way. A good read.
Random number (28) of random ideas: VII.
Aug 18th
- As far as history is concerned the majority of coffee is served lawsuit hot. A trend emerged as flavored iced coffee, however no one prefers coffee warm. Cold or hot only. “Excuse me sir, may I have a lukewarm coffee?” is something you won’t be hearing anytime soon.
- New terrible trend idea #9: Instead of answering “yes” to a question in which you would answer so, respond “does a bear shit in the woods” regardless the caliber of the quesition.
- New terrible trend idea #10: Only comment people in facebook in the form of haiku.
- The belief of white people having it better in America remains true, everyone knows that the white (man) is allowed to make the first move in chess, a further analogy this example when laundry is being done, the whites are to be washed seperately from the coloreds, and often allowed extra benefits. (reword terrible written)
- Two things I have wanted to try as a contestant on Jeopardy. (1) Contiually keep answering questions in the wrong question form. E.G. “Who is Paris, France”, “Why is 1999″. (2) When filling in my name box, I would color in every part of the box except for my name, like so.
- There should be an answer in Jeopardy that would be correctly responded to: “Where is ‘Where in the World is Carmen San Diego”, or for lack of a better idea “What is ‘what time is it’”. (they can’t all be winners folks)
- Using the example from “Anchorman”, the above show would be “Where in the World is Carmen Whale’s Vagina”
- Wikipedia states the birthrate of people being born every year around 134,000,000. In conjunction with the idiom “a sucker born every minute” that rounds out to the population being around .0034% suckers; which is a huge misrepresentation, especially in America. “a sucker born every second” would equate to roughly 24% of the population making it more seemingly accurate.
- There should be a spinoff of the above idiom stating, “there is a sucker born again every minute”.
- With the copius amounts of ridiculous comptetitive events, a tandem equivalent of the tour de france (or other tandem biking marathon) should be introduced, appropriately named “Tandem de France”.
- Canada is cool, and it should be recognized by everyone. I submit that we change the saying “Canada: America’s hat.”, “Canada: America’s fedora.”.
- While .com is the king of internet domain extensions, with the United States (.us) and Spain (.es) coming in close competition for runner-up, namely (pun intended) due to the reason they can spell random words using their extensions as a completion of words – spain sufficing for a suffix (word play intended). Although Canada can only spell 87 words with their extension (.ca), you ironically can spell Ameri.ca. Which would make for a nerd-clever motto: “Canada: You can’t spell America without Canada (.ca).”
- A blowjob in the car, is known as roadhead. Would the equivalent of airplane and train head be known as “airhead” and “railhead” respecitvely.
- Woman is to dingbat as man is to dingdong.
- The “No solicitors” sign is a simple, uneffective, and lazy way to attempt to rid your home of Jehovah’s Witnesses, girl scouts, and vaccum salesman. I believe a more effective approach would be to have a tombstone on your front lawn stating as follows: Here lies Buddy, Vaccum salesman. (1950-2010)
- I’ve thought long and hard on what I would like my tombstone to say and have narrowed it down to two choices: (1) Here lies Andy Hoho, peperony and chease” and would be engineered to be an exact replication of the tombstone from the Original Macintosh game “Oregon Trail”, the only differnce being Andy’s named would be corrected by my non-slave name; however, this would be a reference only appreciated by a few. (2) A second is a slight variant ripoff from “the Royal Tennenbaums”, equating to something where I die doing something valiant, not so much “dying from saving my family from a sinking ship” but maybe “died valiantly in WWIII (or some other war that doesn’t exist.”
- I think this is already out there somewhere, but a third world war would have to have a very awesome subtitle “WWIII: Return of the Ally(ies)”, or something along those lines.
- I’m becoming so anal with numbers I think I would like to die on my birthdate or at least on the 17th, on a year that is a 5 interval from my birthyear. Plus it would be courteous to people who are trying to figure out how old I was when I died. E.G.: (11-17-1984 – 11-17-2064, 5-17-2059, ect.)
- A baby brother has emerged amongst the list of terrible inventions, in addition to the solar powered flashlight, wheelchair with pedals, I’ve decided to bring out the portable VHS player.
- Lets throw indivually wrapped M&M’s on the list too.
- First class served a rather anomolic item, being a individually wrapped “Twix Bar”, defying thier motto: two for me, none for you.
- If you’ve heard the clip of Christian Bale’s irate outburst on the set of “Terminator”, a hilarious parody of that would be to have Leverne Troyer (Austin Powers’ Mini-me) to do a mock re-enactment.
- You can guage the shittiness of an airport based off the name of it, if the airport is named after the city, the airport is nothing special. If its not, then you’re in for a treat: LAX, JFK, Ohare, McCarran, Ect.
- We all know which airline black people choose: NWA.
- They should make mock court case names based off common sayings and idioms, like “the case of quanity vs quality”
- 1 (876) 626-3267 – Quite possible the coolest phone number, 187 on a mf cop.
- Apple should make commercials using MacGuyver as their spokesman, where MacGuyver is in a tough situation and says, “Ok, I’m going to need an iPhone and… hmm, guess we’re ok”.
- For a the series fenale of MacGuyver, he should have needed some plutonium, a Delorian, and a flux capictor.
Easy Solutions #1
May 30th
So, you’re in love with one of your friends, but she has a boyfriend and probably wouldn’t have sex with you anyway.
What you will need: 1 x knife, 1 x ring, access to a sunbed, the ability to grow a beard.
Step One: Place the ring on your wedding finger and avoid contact with your friend for a month.
Step Two: Stop shaving and use the sunbed to gain a tan.
Step Three: After a month when your beard is full and your tan is noticeable, remove the ring from your finger.
Step Four: Remove all your clothes and break into your friend’s house.
Step Five: Use the knife to cut your body in various places. Avoid the face. If possible, focus on your back. The more blood the better.
Step Six: Enter your friend’s bedroom and lie face down on the floor. Wait for her return.
Step Seven: When she enters the room pretend to be unconscious. Allow her to turn you over and try to wake you for a few seconds before you open your eyes. The injuries to your body will serve as a distraction to your nakedness. She will be more concerned about your wellbeing instead of fearing the naked man in her room.
Step Eight: When she asks you what’s happened you should ignore her questions. Instead you must act confused and ask the date. If it’s September 15th she will say ‘September 15th’ to which you must reply ‘No, what year is it?’
Step Nine: Upon hearing the year say the words ‘It worked.’ Pretend to lose consciousness again for a few seconds, implying that whatever it is that has worked took a great effort.
Step Ten: If your friend is a curious person she will probably ask ‘What worked?’, even if she doesn’t ask this question it is important that you now say the words ‘(Insert Friend’s Name), I’m from the future’ in your most deadpan voice.
Step Eleven: Pause for ten seconds to allow the incrediblness of the situation to sink in. There will be no reason for her to doubt your claim, because your beard will make you appear many years older and your cuts would add weight to the idea that you’ve come from a post-apocalyptic future where a war is currently taking place.
Step Twelve: Raise your left hand to your face. All women are very observant, so your friend will immediately notice the tanline on your wedding finger. If she is educated to a decent standard she will realise that you are married and your ring has simply disappeared, because clothing and other items cannot travel through time. Your nudity will support this.
Step Thirteen: Now comes the hard part – The monologue. In your own words you must give a speech in which you mention all of these key points:
a) You are married to each other in the future
b) Her current boyfriend is dead
c) The world is coming to an end. It’s up to you to pick a reason, but I would recommend a war against machines. This whole situation will be backed up by the Terminator franchise
d) In the future your relationship is not going well
e) You’ve come back in time because you can’t help but feel that she would have been happier with her current boyfriend if he hadn’t been killed
f) Her current boyfriend is going to be hit by a bus on a day six months from her present. She should stop him going to work that day
g) If she does exactly what you say this current version of yourself will be erased and you will never get married. If she questions this flaw in your time travel logic, because you cannot change the past, simply reference Back to the Future
Step Fourteen: Unless your friend is made of stone she will now be overcome by emotion, especially at your selflessness. Get to your feet and go to kiss her goodbye. It is important that you do this with the confidence of a man who has done this to her many times.
Step Fifteen: There is now no possible way that you aren’t about to have sex with her. You’re naked, kissing her, in her bedroom, agreeing to erase a version of yourself from history to make her happy. And as far as she knows you’ve had sex many times in a future that will no longer happen, so she thinks to herself that maybe she should have one memory of it.
Step Sixteen: After having the sex, ask to borrow some clothes then leave.
Step Seventeen: Shave off your beard and coat your wedding finger in fake tan. Carry on as if nothing has happened. There will be three possible outcomes:
1) During the sex some feelings that she didn’t know existed are awakened and she will leave her boyfriend for you.
2) Life will carry on as normal.
3) You will be filled with guilt because of this moral grey area where you aren’t entirely sure if what you’ve done counts as some kind of low level rape. You will take your own life by hanging, overdose or wrist cutting.
You are colorblind. :(
May 22nd
Game over: Swine flu meets the Oregon Trail.
May 19th

This doesn’t even make sense.
And whats the deal with Andy? Peperony and chease? If that were my kid that would equate a parenting backhand.
Zebra F301. Writing the way it was meant to be.
May 19th

Things in Japan are typically better than their American counterpart. Sony>Microsoft, Toyota>Chevy, Anime>Cartoons, just a few amongst the bunch. This is no different with the Zebra F301.
The pinnacle of capless rollerballs, this marvel in penmanship is immaculate in almost every way. Sturdy, yet lightweight. Stylish, but not flashy. Modern, however classic. It has a natural feel to it, born to bring writing to a heightened sense. An orgasm for your thumb and index finger, a parchments greatest accomplishment is to be graced by the Zebra F301. If the prodigal artists of the past were able to compose with such fine instrument, their works would have an amplified greatness.
Most importantly it writes amazingly. It’s contour, color, and precision are paramount. Requiring modest pressure for various contours, while adjusting accordingly, it is agile on many surfaces and numerous angles retaining a consistent ability to write. It writes each time; never having to scribble or ruin your works with countless circles. Withstanding all elements of nature: the heat of the summer car dashboard, the harshest desert sandstorms of the middle east, monsoon seasons from southern Asia, washers and dryers alike, and even subzero temperatures of the arctic*; the F301 reliably being there, readily, without demur. Any occasion this pen will fit your need, failsafe. If you don’t use one of these, you may as well have A1 with all your steaks.
My only regret is that I couldn’t have written this article (of course I could have written and scanned it, but you get the point).
Plus 1o points to zebra on being a family culture business.
It now comes in a nice compact size too, so you can keep it with you at all times.

*has not been tested through subzero temperatures




