Thursday, April 25, 2013

C Punt v nut racking






Funniest fuggen word ever....as fella, very frightened of getting racked....it hurts...a lot!  the pain is like no other...ive broken bones, gashed my flesh, been operated on, have major pain issues, etc etc...but nothing compares to a square hit...a pure stab....a solid whack to the ball sack....the initial pain is bad enough...the pain, 5 seconds after impact is nauseating...your entire world of health and happiness is jeopardized...

worst for me was during a hoops game....no one knew what was wrong with me....I was bent over, dry hacking....then hit the floor in full fetal...opponent went up for a jumper...his knee bent right into laurel and hardy....who fuggen shoots like that anyway?

evidently....gals have the same issue....altho I have to think that our boys garner more attention than the female privates...this rant (below) gives me reason to believe that the cunt punt is a form of assault....a very funny form of assault as it fuggen rhymes!

Sorority rant~~~~~~( I underlined and bolded the best part)


If you just opened this like I told you to, tie yourself down to whatever chair you're sitting in, because this email is going to be a rough fucking ride.
For those of you that have your heads stuck under rocks, which apparently is the majority of this chapter, we have been FUCKING UP in terms of night time events and general social interactions with Sigma Nu. I've been getting texts on texts about people LITERALLY being so fucking AWKWARD and so fucking BORING. If you're reading this right now and saying to yourself "But oh em gee Julia, I've been having so much fun with my sisters this week!", then punch yourself in the face right now so that I don't have to fucking find you on campus to do it myself.
I do not give a flying fuck, and Sigma Nu does not give a flying fuck, about how much you fucking love to talk to your sisters. You have 361 days out of the fucking year to talk to sisters, and this week is NOT, I fucking repeat NOT ONE OF THEM. This week is about fostering relationships in the greek community, and that's not fucking possible if you're going to stand around and talk to each other and not our matchup. Newsflash you stupid cocks: FRATS DON'T LIKE BORING SORORITIES. Oh wait, DOUBLE FUCKING NEWSFLASH: SIGMA NU IS NOT GOING TO WANT TO HANG OUT WITH US IF WE FUCKING SUCK, which by the way in case you're an idiot and need it spelled out for you, WE FUCKING SUCK SO FAR. This also applies to you little shits that have talked openly about post gaming at a different frat IN FRONT OF SIGMA NU BROTHERS. Are you people fucking retarded? That's not a rhetorical question, I LITERALLY want you to email me back telling me if you're mentally slow so I can make sure you don't go to anymore night time events. If Sigma Nu openly said "Yeah we're gonna invite Zeta over", would you be happy? WOULD YOU? No you wouldn't, so WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU DO IT TO THEM?? IN FRONT OF THEM?!! First of all, you SHOULDN'T be post gaming at other frats, I don't give a FUCK if your boyfriend is in it, if your brother is in it, or if your entire family is in that frat. YOU DON'T GO. YOU. DON'T. GO. And you ESPECIALLY do fucking NOT convince other girls to leave with you.
"But Julia!", you say in a whiny little bitch voice to your computer screen as you read this email, "I've been cheering on our teams at all the sports, doesn't that count for something?" NO YOU STUPID FUCKING ASS HATS, IT FUCKING DOESN'T. DO YOU WANNA KNOW FUCKING WHY?!! IT DOESN'T COUNT BECAUSE YOU'VE BEEN FUCKING UP AT SOBER FUCKING EVENTS TOO. I've not only gotten texts about people being fucking WEIRD at sports (for example, being stupid shits and saying stuff like "durr what's kickball?" is not fucking funny), but I've gotten texts about people actually cheering for the opposing team. The opposing. Fucking. Team. ARE YOU FUCKING STUPID?!! I don't give a SHIT about sportsmanship, YOU CHEER FOR OUR GODDAMN TEAM AND NOT THE OTHER ONE, HAVE YOU NEVER BEEN TO A SPORTS GAME? ARE YOU FUCKING BLIND? Or are you just so fucking dense about what it means to make people like you that you think being a good little supporter of the greek community is going to make our matchup happy? Well it's time someone told you, NO ONE FUCKING LIKES THAT, ESPECIALLY OUR FUCKING MATCHUP. I will fucking cunt punt the next person I hear about doing something like that, and I don't give a fuck if you SOR me, I WILL FUCKING ASSAULT YOU.
"Ohhh Julia, I'm now crying because your email has made me oh so so sad". Well good. If this email applies to you in any way, meaning if you are a little asswipe that stands in the corners at night or if you're a weird shit that does weird shit during the day, this following message is for you:
DO NOT GO TO TONIGHT'S EVENT.
I'm not fucking kidding. Don't go. Seriously, if you have done ANYTHING I've mentioned in this email and have some rare disease where you're unable to NOT do these things, then you are HORRIBLE, I repeat, HORRIBLE PR FOR THIS CHAPTER. I would rather have 40 girls that are fun, talk to boys, and not fucking awkward than 80 that are fucking faggots. If you are one of the people that have told me "Oh nooo boo hoo I can't talk to boys I'm too sober", then I pity you because I don't know how you got this far in life, and with that in mind don't fucking show up unless you're going to stop being a goddamn cock block for our chapter. Seriously. I swear to fucking God if I see anyone being a goddamn boner at tonight's event, I will tell you to leave even if you're sober. I'm not even kidding. Try me.
And for those of you who are offended at this email, I would apologize but I really don't give a fuck. Go fuck yourself.



I understand this gal just resigned from her sorority....the C PUNT was the last straw...



Wednesday, April 24, 2013

The idiot found his way...




back to his village....I'm back...been kinda inspired by a few of you warped followers that evidently are way more interested in watching the train wreck vs helping out a human in need....oh well....lets fire up the train and see how painful this next saga will get...


any of you look at what colleges are charging these days...? we all got totally messed up in college...drinking...other things...drinking...more of the other things...the coeds...fugg...why enter the real world....?   this new trek in life costs a shitload of cash!  and i mean a shitload...look at the college guide book....check it out....there are thousands of colleges....id say 80% are 40k and up....ez...skewls that I never knew existed actually exist....its mindboggling....really...there is tuition....room and board...books (who fuggen needs  books anymore?..more on this in a bit) and the all mighty cost of living....

Books:  I just read where the price of books has skyrocketed.....according the bureau of statistics....812% increase since 1978....wtf?  kids don't use texts books anyway...my kids don't....I see them laying around the fuggen house....same place for weeks....laptops babe...laptops!  these books are full of shit anyway....try telling your prof that we nuked Japan because your grandpa(my dad) and his 500,000 friends were ready to invade...many say 1,000,000 were needed....lets go with half a million...regardless, the Japanese would've killed as many of these men as possible before offing themselves....history books have been rewritten by the PC crowd....fugg that shit!  Im here because of fat man and tall boy....actually its little boy....but tall boy reminds me of the many 24 ounce cans of beer drunk back in the day.... I digress....

ok....sure send them to state skewl....uhhhh..believe me I was crossing my fingers....I remember picking out my HS graduation present.....pops was going to buy me a watch....not a rolex by any means...but a nice, mans bidness/dress watch...I picked the most expensive watch...not even knowing the price...and this is what my kid did to me when picking her college...picking the costliest anything is my talent....and evidently, I have passed this along to me little fuggers...first one checking in fall 2013.....twins will go 2016...im so fuggen bummed....I wanted to buy an RV and travel the USA with wifey...now ill be lucky to afford the travel channel..


College is a total waste of cash...its a four year summer camp...gawd I miss the bubble....

Thursday, July 19, 2012

Its raining fuggen toupees!






SD had the FAM out to his lovely cottage on Harbor Point...in HOYTY TOYTEEE Harbor Springs MICHIGAN.....place is fuggen awesome...full of ST Louisans tho...cant escape those bastards!  MUFFY BIFFY...quickly a game of tennis then off to the yacht...hmmmmm hmmmm.....fresca!?


SD and i played bucu golf...thats what the michigan billboards say to do....so we did...

last day o trip, SD and i played LITTLE TRAVERSE BAY GC....sweet track...very titty!  we hooked up with these two fellas....scott and OU..call him OH YOU (OU) because i cant forget the somebitches name....

On 18, OU is having his trubs....he fuggen layed the mud wrench out with full force and effect...fuggen 12 inch long beaver pelts were flying....he single handily created 3 lake foundations in the middle of the fairway....these divots would get you 10 bucks at a russian trading post...

im snickering to SD...told dave ..."its raining toupees!"    SD apparently liked that joke and laughed out loud...

i drove our cart just past OU....told him...."Dave said that its raining toupees!"

Im back!



Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Friday, April 27, 2012

work it parents....it means so much....TO YOU!





wifey and i are knee deep in the shit...the political shit...kids shit...

we dont wine and dine coaches so junior gets to start...
we dont call the coach...
we dont work the pick up line..i stay in my truck and wait for my kids to find my ass
we dont volunteer for nothing...we pay out our collective asses for our 3 money withdrawers to attend prep skewl

i heard a story yesterday....most likely it is true...parents flying coach out on  their private jet to their place in socal...wine and dine....and junior is starting....nice lesson there eh?

we cant offer much....maybe a short weekend at the lake of the ozarks...stay at my friends 1970s throwback condo...bad fishing...bad food...perhaps a round or two of great gof...the boys can then make the B team....oh wait, they are already there...

i refuse to play this game...my plane isnt going anywhere for anyone except for me...in my dreams...actually i dont need a fuggen plane to fly...in my dreams....its three steps and a jump and im off....awesomeness!

i told my sons to work their asses off this coming summer....hit the weights and pound the amino acids...eat like crazy....become a beast..they are working hard and they are getting results...FUGGEN FINALLY!!!!!!!!!!!!...dad aint gunna pucker and kiss no ones sphinctor..

i sit and watch as these parasite parents whore their way around and im fuggen sick of it....i feel strongly that someone needs to go off the reservation and make a statement...

the kids arent learning shit....the parents look at their kids as fuggen trophies....its sickening...i kinda knew this shit was going on back in the day...why else would mickey labinsky make the A soccer team?  his dad bought the team new Adidas uniforms...i saw mr labinsky talking to coach during tryouts...my dad never...ever watched my practices...tryouts...why would he?  he knew that his son was going to bust his ass...and he knew his boy was talented beyond the norm...i was a very good soccer player back in the day...didnt make the A team that year tho...i was crushed...coach had no explanation...started for this team for 3 years...traveled...won cups...i was the sweeper...no one got by me...

that was my last year of soccer....8th grade...i gutted it out on the B team... started for the A team during travel tourneys....got to wear those new Adidas unis thanks to mr labinsky....

parents can really fugg things up for their kids....and while doing so, there is always collateral damage...