Archive for May, 2009

Princess Jasmine no longer slumming it

Saturday, May 30th, 2009

Once a bleeding heart liberal who took chances on riff-raff and street rats, Princess Jasmine has updated her look and now only dates rappers and football running backs.

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Random Thoughts 14

Friday, May 29th, 2009
  • I am not a fan of camping, generally speaking. As a matter of survival, perhaps it is important that we all know how to camp. At least the basics of it, but why do people go out of their way to leave civilization and spend several nights away from any functioning cell phone towers? I work hard, well, I work, to afford my house and my comfortable bed, the last thing I want to do is spend my hard earned money to sleep in a bag on the ground. It seems a bit silly, really, that people with money are spending money to rough it, and meanwhile they pass up old dudes on the expressway and don’t even give them a dollar. Those dudes sleep on the group all the time every day, and we go out and sleep in nature for fun. No sir, it’s the comfort of my home for me. If I want to melt marshmallows and make S’mores, that’s what the microwave is for.
  • How do people manage to get themselves killed on train tracks? I remember reading an article last year about a local area astronaut who was in space when his mom died on train tracks? They wrote the article like it was such a tragedy? Really? A little kid gets killed because a plane falls on his house that is a tragedy. Train tracks go in one straight line. The train comes from the left or the right and honks a loud horn. Usually there are flashing lights warning you the train is coming as well as a gate that comes down and tells you how far you can go before the train turns you into jelly. Really, how stupid do you have to be to get killed by a train? If a train ever kills me, don’t mourn my death; show up to the funeral and slap my dead corpse across the face.
  • How cool would it be if you could wake up in the morning, and a high def television descends from the ceiling? Four strategically placed speakers appear from behind the wall of in the four corner of your bedroom and a sub-woofer arises from the ground. The TV turns it’s self on, and then in true HD Sound, you hear Jack Bauer’s voice, “Previously, in your 24…” then you see highlights and clips of what happened in the previous day of your life. I need to make this happen.
  • Can you imagine being a racecar driver, then having to drive around in bumper-to-bumper traffic after you get off of work? That has to be like being a female porn star having sex with men that are hung like a horse all day, but then going home to her Asian boyfriend.
  • I was at the gym the other day, and I noticed that I never see black people on the rowing machines. I wonder why that is?
  • I wonder if I should have more kids or get a couple of dogs. On the one hand, dogs are more loyal and are always happy to see you. On the other hand, kids are tax deductible.
  • The best days to go wine tasting are Sundays. Well, I call it wine tasting but most people call it Church. I like to joke around with the priest, “Wow, Jesus had an iron rich diet! And why does he taste like Northern California? I thought he was from the Middle East. This is bullshit!” What I want to know, where is the Holy Cheese? We already got the wine and crackers damn it! But it’s free, so what are you gonna do?
  • Has anybody seen the facebook group that wants Barack Obama to grow a ‘fro in office? I joined the group, but it got me thinking. I don’t want him to grow a ‘fro, I want him to die his hair pink. That way I can nickname him Neopolitan.
  • You know what is so aggravating that it’s just silly. When you get “The Threat” from one of your girlfriend’s family members. You know what the threat is; some self-appointed patriarch of the family comes up to you, pulls you aside and says to you, “I’m glad your with my sister/cousin/niece and she looks happy. Just don’t do anything to hurt her, or else.” Then they pat you on the back likes it all happy-go-lucky and back to the party. Do they assume that you don’t have any friends that will back you up? You have to be an absolute tool to even consider doing this to the poor guy in the first place. He’s all nervous trying to make a good impression on the family and prove he’s not a douche bag and you do something like this. As you are reading this, if you have ever actually done this I put on curse on you; for 10 years you won’t get any sex. (This is a self-fulfilling curse because if you engage in this type of behavior, then you probably are such a tool that you’re already not getting any sex in the first place) I actually got this the day after my wedding from a family friend of Mrs. Salty Peters. It was quite humorous actually because the threat was indirect. It was as though he missed his chance to say something earlier, which is strange because I saw this dude once before after Mrs. Salty Peters Bridal Shower so he had an opportunity then. The story came out of no where, we weren’t even anywhere near that topic and he started telling me how a couple of years back the younger female cousin of one of his buddies got played by some dude and he and three other guys went to go see this guy. Keep in mind that this dude is like 52 years old, so a couple of years back implies that he engaged in this highly evolved behavior somewhere in this late forties. I sat their looking impressed and egging him on to keep telling me about the story, as if I really didn’t get that it was aimed me. This made him even more intent on trying to convey that fact, but I just kept playing dumb. Meanwhile he was unaware that his wife was standing behind him with this look on her face of utter disbelief and confusion. I think this was the first she was hearing of his behavior. She interrupted the story, scaring him shitless, “I never heard this story.” Watching him try and back peddle his way out was priceless. “Well, nothing really happened, we were just trying to send a message. The guy was a punk. We weren’t going to really do anything.” Great, so now you are a wannabe Mafioso or something sending a message, but you’re too much of a pussy to do anything and you are backing down from your wife who is like 200 lbs less than you. Tough guy.
  • McDonald’s Cookies, Why do you torture me so?

    Wednesday, May 27th, 2009

    mcdonaldsI love McDonald’s chocolate chip cookies. They are seriously like the best cookies I ever had. I’m absolutely convinced of this. I’m also totally certain that the cookies they are selling are nothing more than Pillsbury’s ready made pop them in the oven cookies. Anyway, the highlight of my day is when I can pull up to the drive through at the right time and get the cookies fresh and warm. But the other day my timing was all off because I had to go to work. So I pulled up and ordered my cookies and a chocolate shake. I drove off without looking at the wrapper first, and I was already a bit a ways away when I went to get a cookie when I noticed there was a sticker sealing the wrapper. This was a first. The sticker read, “Must be used by 7:30 pm 5/24/2009.” Holy shit, it’s was 5:55 when I bought the cookies. Not only did I fail to get fresh cookies, but these cookies were about to expire. whrwzcgr8ap7fiqgcagyhos4_400 And internal battle began to rage as I debated taking my time and savoring the cookies as I always do, or eating them quickly so I won’t die if I consume cookie after 7:30 pm. Then my high brain functioning took over and I realized that they probably meant that they needed to sell the cookies by that time. But why? If the cookies are safe to consume after 7:30 pm, then why have that sticker. No, it had to mean that I would need eat 3 cookies in less than 95 minutes. Normally not a big deal, but I was already walking into work and I had to leave my food in the back room. So it’s not a given that I will be able to consume three cookies in that time frame, especially if we actually have customers. Again, the pressure was on to decifer the code.

    Ripped from the Headlines: Recession affects Heaven too

    Monday, May 25th, 2009

    Recession, struggling economy affects admission to Heaven
    ‘Admission hasn’t been this difficult since indulgences were discontinued’

    Heaven - The line of recently deceased stirs anxiously in the waiting room of the Pearly Gates, awaiting judgment to be handed out.  However, there is a new anxiety this year as the waiting time to receive judgment has grown due to cutbacks in St. Peter’s Office of Admissions.  Previously boasting a 5:1 ratio of deceased souls to every staffer, a decision was usually handed out within a day.  Although, there has always been some controversy if that day was more like a thousand years.  But a reduction in disposable income has affected the amount of money donated in church’s nationwide, and thus the offering sent up to Heaven to maintain staff has also declined.

    “We lobbied God for a bailout.  We even attempted to enlist His Mother’s help around Mother’s Day but it was to no avail,” said Doubting Thomas.  “He told us, ‘I already gave these people one bailout over 2,000 years ago.  What more do they want?’  He’s right, you know.  This is Heaven, not some crappy state college like Iowa State or Indiana University, which most would argue is Hell on Earth anyway.  Welcome to The Ivy League.” 

    Reduction in staff leads to longer waiting periods
    The long wait periods has been very difficult on the recently deceased, especially those that fought vigorously the stave of death a few years ago, when admission was much easier to come by.

    “I was diagnosed with cancer six years ago,” says Bernadine McCoy. “I took the chemotherapy and the drugs and beat it.  I was so thrilled that I would get to spend a few extra years with my grand children.  If I new it was going to be like this, I would have said the hell with it and let the cancer take me.”

    Bernadine’s story is no longer a unique one.  Millions of people are finding that St. Peter and his staff have removed many of the Sin Credits and Deductions under pressure from The Almighty.  On staffer, who only spoke on condition of anonymity confessed, “St. Peter used to give people a Sin Deduction or Credit just for having the same name as him.  He really loved meeting people named after him.”  When asked if God would know that he spoke to us, regardless of whether his name was printed or not, he acknowledged that he knew God would, but he didn’t want to shame his family by talking.

    “I’m really lucky to be here, given the things I did.  You need to understand, where I come from, you don’t talk about family secrets.  I was lucky I got whacked in the mid-90’s.  They were letting anybody and everybody in back then.  Times were good and there was so much deregulation on Confession Credit, and I had just gone to confession when they hit me outside of the church.  I’ll tell you, somebody up here was looking out for me.”

    Many hoping for at least Purgatory
    As the Confession Credit market dried up and the loopholes that once allowed people the ability to obtain admission despite advocating for Same-Sex marriages and a Women’s Right to Choose disappeared, a dreary cascading effect has been observed.  Souls that normally wound up gaining admission to Heaven are now being sent to Purgatory.  As a result, those that have already been in Purgatory are seeing their sentences increased to allow the truly elite and righteous admission.  And those that could count on Purgatory are now being sent to hell.

    “We’ve been having a field day down here.  There are people down here that actually had a really good Sin Credit Rating (SCR),” says Satan.  “But with the deregulation President Numbnuts pulled on America, we’ve had people coming in that we didn’t expect.  It’s been a bit difficult accommodating all the extra souls, but hey, it’s been like Christmas all year long.  Well, not Christmas really, because, well you, but you get my point.”

    Copyright 2009 The Salty Peters Press. All Rights Reserved (or you can copy it, but then I’ll fucking kill you) This material may not be published, broadcast, rewritten or redistributed (actually, on second thought, pass this around like it’s a slutty high school cheerleader, just make sure I get credit for it so I can get famous)

    Random Thoughts 13

    Friday, May 22nd, 2009
  • I thought maybe my rant in Random Thoughts 9 regarding the atrocity that is the Baby Bjorn would be enough to start a mass movement of men across the country taking their balls back and burning those pieces of shit. Now that I think about it, it should have been enough to lay down the groundwork for my cult. Then a few days ago I see this shit.baby-snuggie The Baby Snuggie! Wow, talk about taking douche baggery to a whole new level. Never mind the fact that the Snuggie it self is a little retarded, but now they have a Snuggie that is compatible with your Baby Bjorn. This is the perfect storm of mental instability come together and it needs to be stopped. However, when I start my own crime family, I’m making the Snuggie my calling card when I have my rivals killed. Because I’m going to kill you, then wrap you up in a Snuggie and drop you on the street. Nobody will think it’s an organized crime killing, they’ll just assume that you put on the Snuggie, saw yourself in the mirror, realized how much of a loser you have become and decided to end it right there.
  • Speaking of suicide, if you attempt to kill yourself and fail, where do you go from there? Really, the reason you are attempting suicide to begin with, presumably, is because you are depressed as a result of your perceived worthlessness and loserness. You already feel like an utter failure, and then to attempt to end it all and fail yet again, what does that do to somebody?
  • If you are having trouble with the opposite sex, and you think it’s because you are large, then you go and lose a crazy amount of weight, like 100 pounds, and after the dramatic weight loss, it turns out you don’t have a pretty face, what do you do?
  • If you go to pick up your Chinese food, but about a quarter mile away from the restaurant is an animal shelter, do you still pick up the food?
  • Imagine you are hooking up with your Fantasy Celebrity Girl (in my case Megan Fox) and everything is going great. You’re back at her place, and clothes are flying off, there is passionate kissing, then, just as you are about to do the deed, you see a very tiny, but very real, penis. Do you still go through with it?
  • Most people are to afraid of being disliked; they will pretend to remember you, just to not offend you. If you don’t believe me, try this the next time you go to the mall. Go up to a perfect stranger that looks like they might be your age and with absolute enthusiasm and joy yell at the top of your lungs, “Oh my God! How are you?! It has been so long. Remember, 2nd grade, in Mrs….Mrs….Oh I can’t think of her name right now. You sat next to me. How have you been?” I can pretty much guarantee they will play along and tell you’re their second grade teacher’s name.
  • I mean this with the utmost sincerity and not saying it purely for shock value but women are really cut throat and evil. Men, not so much. Make no mistake men are competitive, sometimes to a fault, but not evil. Let me give you an example. As a man, if I’m at work and I walk into the bathroom, and I see a dude leaving with toilet paper stuck to his shoe, I won’t say anything. Not because I’m evil or mean, but because it’s really funny. Who am I to take away the joy from the rest of the people in the office of laughing at Bob walking around with toilet paper stuck to his shoe? It’s just plain funny. That is a man’s only motivation in that situation, laughter. Very simple. But women are terrible. If a women is in a bathroom, and she sees another women about to walk out with her skirt tucked into her panties, a woman will actually have a little flow chart pop up in her mind like the one below.
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    If it’s option A or B, she will quickly blurt out, “Cindy stop, you almost walked out with your skirt in your panties.” The they will play it off like they are so grateful and they are best friends, but really Cindy is thinking to herself, “That bitch is lucky she warned me or she would have lost my support in this shithole.” See, it always somehow comes back to benefiting themselves. But if she instead follows the red line, she’ll be thinking, “Fuck that bitch, she tried to flirt with my man at the Christmas Party last month.. Let her walk out there and show the entire office the cottage cheese on her ass, that’s what she gets for wearing a thong with a skirt, fucking whore!”
  • I’ve heard it said that African-American and Mexicans do not get along. It’s a lack of communication and understanding that is the real cause of this, and I believe it is because Mexican immigrants don’t fully understand the racial history of this country. I have heard Mexican immigrants say things along the lines of, “Hey, black people could very easily go out there and mow laws and trim trees like we do.” But if Mexicans had a full appreciation of the past I think they would realize black people spent enough time tending the expansive lands of white people, this is the last thing they want to do for a living.
  • I recently heard that a high school couple was suspended for a week from school because the girl performed oral sex on her boyfriend as a birthday present in the hallway during the passing period. What is really messed up is the fact that the parents are protesting the suspension. Unbelievable! What is wrong with parents these days? Clearly these are not parents from the old school. Remember when you were in high school and you caught smoking, so then your parents made you smoke an entire carton of cigarettes until you threw up.