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Tuesday Top Five on Wednesday: The Name Edition

by chad on December 5th, 2007
Posted In: Blogs, chad
Yeah buddy

Welcome to the Tuesday Top Five on Wednesday! Each week, I will present at least one top five list on Wednesday for you to mull over, agree with, disagree with, or ignore completely! It is the Tuesday Top Five because alliteration is always fun. But I present it to you on Wednesday because Wednesday should not be shunned just because its the longest word of all of the days.

Top Five Weirdest Names (These are real names of real people)
5. Tarquin Fin-tim-lin-bin-whin-bim-lim-bus-stop-F’tang-F’tang-Olé-Biscuitbarrel, British political candidate self-renamed after a Monty Python character. Born John Desmond Lewis.
4. Mister Thorne, named because his mother figured (literally) that he’d become a high school geometry teacher when he grew up
3. Kentucky Fried Cruelty.com, PETA activist originally named Chris Garnett
2. Yorkshire Bank PLC Are Fascist Bastards, (see right side bar at link) Born Michael Howard but changed his name legally after being charged £20 for a £10 overdraft
1. Wolfe+585, Senior, (just click the link) the man with the longest name ever, including his first and all of his middle names beginning with a different letter of the alphabet.

Honorable Mention: Notwithstanding Griswold, Vista Avalon (Microsoft VP’s daughter), States Rights Gist (Confederate general during the Civil War), Yahoo Serious (Writer/Director/Actor from Young Einstein)

Top Five Sexiest Sports Names
5. Irina Slutskaya, Olympic medalist and Russian figure skater
4. Ron Tugnutt, Former all-star NHL Goalie
3. Johnny Dickshot, played outfield in Major League Baseball from 1936 to 1945
2. Dick Trickle, one of NASCARs most famous drivers
1. Chubby Cox, played seven games for the Washington Bullets in 1982 and is the Uncle-in-law of Kobe Bryant

Honorable Mention: Assol Slivets, Olympic freestyle skier



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Lunch

by chad on December 4th, 2007
Posted In: Blogs, chad
Kabobby

Today, while I was enjoying my sandwich at the local sandwich and meats emporium, an indiscriminate man in his early 30s sat down next to me to eat his lunch.

I thought nothing of it.

Despite my nervous ticks and foul odors, people invariably end up picking me as their hour long lunch buddy. While most of these friendships remain mute, my new companion today spiced it up. “Wow, you look pretty down. Do you mind if I sit and talk with you?” He had my full attention. “I can tell just by looking at you that you’re missing someone, some thing in your life. Whether you know it or not, I’m positive that Jesus Christ can help.” We proceeded to have a 45 minute long conversation about What Christianity Can Do For Me.

Now, I don’t know if I just looked exceptionally ‘down’ or if he had a quota to fill, but it was easily the tastiest lunch I’ve had in ages.


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For the record…

by gerry on December 3rd, 2007
Posted In: Blogs, gerry
Gerry

I would like it to be known that I do not, nor have I ever used pheromones. That is a flat out lie and I am appalled that someone would confuse me with Philis.


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NOT Pheromones

by Sean on December 3rd, 2007
Posted In: Blogs, sean

Sean

Did you know that human pheromonal usage is a huge crock? That’s right: you may as well give your money to a rehabilitation clinic for Alabama bestiality addicts as spend it on any form of pheromone for any purpose. That INCLUDES the attraction of NON-humans, for you Alabamites out there.

To be honest, I’m not even sure “Alabamites” is a word. Alabamians, maybe? Never mind. The point is, don’t fucking buy the stuff. However, I DO have well-documented evidence of GERRY’S pheromone usage… and believe me, it stinks.

 


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Classic Ass #001: Boring Olympics

by gerry on December 1st, 2007
Posted In: Blogs, gerry
Gerry

Every Saturday, one of us (probably just me at first, but maybe I can convince the others to join in sooner, riiiight?) will post a blog post from our past in order to let you really get to know us… and laugh at us. Seeing how winter is right around the corner, I have the perfect post for you. Without further ado, I present, The Boring Olympics.

That’s right. I said it. The Olympics are hella boring. The same thing every four years. Well, My I3D professor and a few of us have come up with ideas to make the Olympics much more entertaining. If you don’t like these ideas… well too freaking bad. They are awesome, as are we. We are great. Now, on with the suggestions.

First off, the luge. They should have 4 starting points that merge about 1/5th the way down. As if that wasn’t enough, hockey sticks should be given to the luggers to fend off the others when they all meet. Said sticks could be fastened to the side of the luge and easily detachable to beat the living shit out of their competitors. Also, on the way to the finish line, the competitors must collect as many flags as possible.

Let’s jump ahead a little bit to the closing ceremonies. This one is more interesting anyway. First they have the main reception for the winners. Gold is happy, Silver is excited, and Bronze… well bronze sucks anyway and he’s disappointed in his inability to preform. He probably feels like an impotent man on valentines day or quite possibly his anniversary. Oh hell, how he feels anytime his wife is aroused and is disappointed by this limply hanging dick. Anyway, you get the point, bronze is a limp wiener (get it? wiener, winner? hahaha) *ahem* So anyway, that’s going on and everyone who’s there is yawning. Meanwhile, the real show is across the street in a roman era colosseum. The losers are brought into the center of the colosseum and everyone is cheering. They think it’s because, even though they lost, they gave it their best. But this is the cool, fun, and hip Olympics Obviously, they are cheering because the gates holding back the lions were just opened. Well, it would be boring to just watch them run away in fear right? Of course. So to toy with their emotions, the lions are wearing gold medals. It’s so much more interesting to see them die trying to get what they’ve worked their whole life for isn’t it? Did I mention that they were thrown a losers celebration before hand where they get drunk off their ass?

You only get one chance to be a winner in THESE Olympics. No trying again in four years. As Yoda would say, “Do or do not. There is no try.”

Now, back to the events. Next we’ll take a look at curling. Let’s watch two guys brush a path for a disk to travel over ice to land it in a radial target. Yawn yawn…. You know what that disk looks like it should be? Give up? Let’s try a time bomb! Give them seven seconds to get it in the target area or it explodes. It adds extra excitement to the game. Not only do they have to be careful to not make it slide too far, but they ALSO had to get it to the designated area. Or how about this. Make it a proximity bomb. Let’s go over how a prox bomb works. It’s dropped in from the air usually, arms are spread to slow it’s decent. When it lands, the fuse is armed. It sets up a magnetic field. The field detects the amount of metallic objects in the area. The counter for the objects can go up an infinite amount. The problem is when the count drops. When it does, BOOM. The idea is when a convoy drives through the radius, the front passes through ok. As the ones behind it come in, the counter on the bomb goes up. And the end enters though, since nothing is following it, the metal count drops and the ass end of the convoy is no more. Back on to explaining how it helps curling be more interesting. As the bomb gets closer, there is more metal objects the are moved into it’s field. the maximum amount is when it reaches the target area. However, if it moved beyond that area, BOOM! That’s what makes it interesting because you also have 7 seconds to make it to the area or BOOM as well. A most awesome idea.

Well do one more for the winter Olympics. Ski jumping. Quite possibly the most boring event of ALL TIME. Well, how about this. We add a flaming hoop just as they jump off the ramp. Sure you can swerve to avoid it, but then you’ll fall into the conveniently place canyon between the jump and the landing area. And just to FURTHER make things interesting, we add ANOTHER hoop just before the landing. Guaranteed excitement! It would be like watching car racing, only better. People only watch NASCAR and the like for the crashing at the beginning, then go home and probably get fat or BBQ or if you’re a loner, masturbate to pictures of the crashes you download from the internet when you get home. Ok ok, I kid. They all skip the BBQ and go masturbate to said pictures. Really the only way to tolerate NASCAR is to have a fetish for it. It’s understandable I guess. Everyone has a fetish. Some foot, some Asian, some German shiza videos…. What am I kidding, those NASCAR fans are FUCKING FREAKS man! masturbating to NASCAR crashes? Ew nasty you sick bastard. Now I’m too disturbed to come up with more to the ski jump.

Let’s stop with winter and go to the summer Olympics. Let’s start with something truly boring. The marathon. Everyone is gathered near an obelisk. They’re just standing around waiting for the race to start. Oh, I’m forgetting something…. what was it… hmm… oh well, probably wasn’t important anyway. So the gun is fired and the runners begin. The distance to run is three miles. A minor trek for an experienced marathon runner, be assured. Oh wait, I remember now what was previously forgotten. Remember the obelisk at the starting point? Good, cause it’s got a nuke in it. It’s set to go off 5 minutes after the start of the race. You may say, but doesn’t a nuke have a blast radius of about 500 miles? Well, at the end of the race are bomb shelters. But how could someone ever run 3 miles in 5 minutes? Well, knowing that your about to be fucking obliterated on the atomic level might encourage you to run faster maybe. Maybe…

finally, there’s the diathalon. Well, forget about it. It’s been thrown out. It’s replacement? The Decapithon. But I grow weary now. We’ll get to that another time as this is getting long as it is. Hopefully you’ve enjoyed our ideas to make the Olympics better for all. Ok, well, maybe just better for the viewers, but dammit all, we’re the important ones here right? That’s what I thought.


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Pheromones

by chad on December 1st, 2007
Posted In: Blogs, chad
Dangle

There is a new infomercial fad going around that people are slowly noticing. Chemical sexual stimulants are the new “it” thing to push, promote, and make a dollar off of. We have all seen the commercials with Smilin’ Bob of Enzyte, and the almost uncomfortable situations that the Cialis commercials put us in. At first, “natural male enhancement” was the thing. Now, its no longer that type of enhancement companies are pushing us towards. Now, it’s pheromone enhancement.

Most people have heard of pheromones. A pheromone is a chemical that triggers a natural behavioral response in another member of the same species. There are many types of pheromones. There are alarm pheromones, territorial pheromones, trail pheromones, even calming pheromones. Believe it or not, the studies (both controlled and not) that show that female menstrual cycles align when there are multiple women who spend extended periods of time together, come from the releasing of pheromones.

But, of course, the ones that the marketers are trying to capitalize on are sex pheromones. According to the infomercials, and apparently scientific study, an organ three inches in the nose called the vomeronasal organ detects pheromones and sends a sexual response signal to the brain. There are many products, such as Pherlure, that advertise that their product enhance these signals and increase the amount of pheromones, leading to a higher probably of intimate contact.

Being the fully confident, unabashed male I am, and in a service to Wasabisoft and its researches (patents, loans, actual experiments still pending), I decided to order Pherlure and try it out. Last night, donned in my finest pimp gear, with some sprayed on pheromones, I went to a local bar known to be frequented by students of the college variety. After walking in and sitting down at the bar, I started to notice the strangest thing.

Women were looking at me… and smiling!

I thought, “Wow, this stuff must work.” So, I sat there, played it cool, and decided I would scope the room for the perfect girl to “spit game” at. As I was looking around, I also started to notice that the guys were looking at me too and smiling. Now, my dangle don’t dangle for other dangles., so I was a little freaked out by the looks I was getting. I shook off the weird vibes and found my girl. I tried one of my favorite pick up lines; “Should I buy you a drink or just give you the money?” Depending on the girl, it can get a laugh, or get a slap. This time, it was unfortunately the latter. Oddly enough, she walked away laughing, so I just figured she got the joke late. I decided that it wasn’t the pheromones that time that failed, it was the line.

So, I found another girl. I dropped another one of my favorite lines; “You know, there are a thousand great guys out there, but only a few of us aren’t gay.” Usually a sure fire winner, but this time, I got a disgusted look and she left me. I figured, one more try and then I’m out of there.

I found one that girl and delivered one of the best lines in my back pocket: “Did YOU invite all of these people? I thought it was going to be just the two of us.” I was smooth, charming, just a perfect delivery of the line. She busted out laughing. Yes! I’m in. I thought about the follow up, should I go with more comedy? Should I just introduce myself? Just as I was about to open my mouth, she said…

“You smell like a camel’s ass.”

“What?”

“You smell like a camel’s ass. I smelled you the second you walked into a bar. You out smelled the cigars, beer and drunk in here!”

I left and went home.

So, what did my research come to? Apparently, pheromones smell like camel ass.

You’re welcome.


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