Monday, June 15, 2009

North Korea

Sorry that I've been away for awile. Now that I'm back I just have to speak my mind about North Korea. Thats right Kim Jong. I'm calling you out. I want you to listen and listen good. While the rest of the world is sitting back listening to you spew your world domination garbage I have decided to contact the one and only Vincent Kennedy McMahon. Yes it's going to be me and you in the Main Event at Wrestlemania. After Vince and I finished our fine CAO cigars we decided that you need an ass kicking. Well what better event than Wrestlemania for you to get the ass kicking you're so deserving of. There are a few special stipulations for this match of course. First off its going to be held in a plutonium encased steel cage. I guess this is to your advantage since you seem to have a plutonium fetish. Also, there will be a ladder inside the cage and attached to the top of the steel roof will be a small nuclear bomb. If either of us manage to reach this device we will be allowed to use it on our opponent. The special ring announcer for this match will be none other than our very own UNCLE SAM. Special Enforcer will be General Norman Schwarzkopf and surrounding the ring to make sure we don't try to leave the arena will be 50 of the finest soldiers the US Marine Corp has to offer. So let's settle this thing once and for all. Kim Jong, get your ass out here. You've been called out.

Great Gifts for Father's Day!

Tuesday, June 2, 2009


Monday, June 1, 2009

My Helpful Attitude

My poor wife has been so busy lately. I mean between going to college and having to do housework she just gets worn down so easily. So I've been asking myself what could I do to help. I thought that maybe I could be more helpful around the house. I could clean, do the laundry and I'm a very good cook. Yeah I could do all these things but then I would be the one worn down all the time. Then it hit me. I could hire one of those French maids to keep things tidy aroung here. I know my wife would be happy having a lot less work to do. She could just focus on her school work and not have to worry about things around the house. I hear that these French maids are very good at what they do. I think I'll go ahead and get started on the interview process today. Anybody know a good service I can contact. I've seen some pictures and resumes so far and think this is going to be a very difficult process. Oh well, I'm sure my wifes gonna appreciate all my work.
Girlfriends Lingerie - "Keeping It Sexy!"

Sunday, May 31, 2009

Saturday, May 30, 2009

What Is Absinthe?

Info courtesy of Wikipedia
Absinthe is historically described as a distilled, highly alcoholic (45%–74% ABV) beverage.[1][2][3][4] It is an anise-flavored spirit derived from herbs, including the flowers and leaves of the herb Artemisia absinthium, commonly referred to as "grande wormwood". Absinthe traditionally has a natural green color but can also be colorless. It is commonly referred to in historical literature as "la fée verte" (the Green Fairy).

Although it is sometimes mistakenly called a liqueur, absinthe was not bottled with added sugar and is therefore classified as a spirit.[5] Absinthe is unusual among spirits in that it is bottled at a very high proof but is normally diluted with water when drunk.

Absinthe originated in the canton of Neuchâtel in Switzerland. It achieved great popularity as an alcoholic drink in late 19th- and early 20th-century France, particularly among Parisian artists and writers. Due in part to its association with bohemian culture, absinthe was opposed by social conservatives and prohibitionists. Charles Baudelaire, Paul Verlaine, Arthur Rimbaud, Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec, Vincent van Gogh, Oscar Wilde, and Aleister Crowley were all notorious 'bad men' of that day who were (or were thought to be) devotees of the Green Fairy.[6]

Absinthe was portrayed as a dangerously addictive psychoactive drug.[7] The chemical thujone, present in small quantities, was singled out and blamed for its alleged harmful effects. By 1915, absinthe had been banned in the United States and in most European countries except the United Kingdom, Sweden, Spain, Portugal, Denmark and the Austro-Hungarian Empire. Although absinthe was vilified, no evidence has shown it to be any more dangerous than ordinary spirit. Its psychoactive properties, apart from those of alcohol, have been much exaggerated.[7]

A revival of absinthe began in the 1990s, when countries in the European Union began to reauthorize its manufacture and sale. As of February 2008, nearly 200 brands of absinthe were being produced in a dozen countries, most notably in France, Switzerland, Spain, and the Czech Republic.[8] Commercial distillation of absinthe in the United States resumed in 2007.[9
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Car Wash

Well it looks like it's going to be a beautiful day out there. Maybe it's time we get out there and give our hot rods a nice soaking bath. Get those babies all shined up and, do I her those magic words, ROAD TRIP!!!! How great is it when you and your best woman take a little journey down the ol highway. Just getting out and seeing the sights and watching other people is a fine way to relax. So boys, get your woman, take her on a little ride, come home and light you up a Nice cigarThompson Cigar while serving the little lady some good winePinot Grigio and Pinot Gris and get ready to be taken on the ride of your life.

Friday, May 29, 2009

Women and Wine

What is it about women and wine that just seem to go so good together. Is it because of the wonderful aroma they both possess? Is it the silky skin of a woman versus the silky smooth taste of a fine wine. I don't know what it is but when you get this combination together wonderful things seem to happen. It's nice when a woman has a couple of glasses of fine wine and really loosens up. And how about that first kiss after she's had some wine. The wonderful taste of her lips and the warm taste of a fine vintage on her tounge as she gently caresses the inside of your mouth. And how about when you start to kiss her all over and all you can taste is her and a wonderful bouquet of the finest grapes in the world as you slowly lick the inside of her thighs. Of course you don't stop there, you proceed a little further and taste the best wine to ever touch a mans lips, if you know what I mean. Then when the two of you come together it's like a vintage not yet known to man as wild unbridled passion takes over the both of you. Yep, fine wine and women. It just doesn't get any better.French WineIt's okay, go ahead and click it, you know you want to.