Welcome to the whore club you stupid little whore.......
Hey, you know what would be a good idea?
Let's take pictures of me with my shirt up showing my flat stomach.....
Hey, you know what would be an even better idea?
Let's take a picture of me in a shower with a white wife beater esque shirt/skirt on...
Ladies and Gentleman, we have found a formidable contender for Britney's trailer park princess title. I hope this dumb little bitch goes up against the number one contender, Jamie Lynn "my mom probably told me to get pregnant for publicity" Spears one day. That would be the ultimate trailer park trash fight. Just think about it, you have one little whore who actually came from a trailer park going up against another little whore who despises what her father is and stands for and desperately wants to become what he only sings about. I mean really, and where the hell are these girls handlers? Oh what's that? They know that sex sells? They are the ones who "hacked" into her phone or computer or whatever? Seriously, these aren't the number one fans who love them and would die protecting them, but are still going to kill them one day working for them. These are grown ass people who probably resent the fact that they have to wipe these kids asses for a living. Why wouldn't they sell racy pictures to the paparazzi for thousands of dollars?
So congratulations you stupid Disney whore. I hope you end up getting nailed by a biker who plays Mickey behind the enchanted castle.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Down the Gullet

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/24004376/
If you didn't read that story above let me summarize for you.
I guess when you turn 21 it is a "ritual" of downing 21 shots of alcohol.
Let me give you a little background on me at this point so you know where I am coming from
My biological father is the town drunk and still lives with his mother in a town in Guatemala.
All my uncles and 1st cousins are alcoholics.
I have been drinking LARGE amounts of alcohol since I was 14.
I am 6'2 weigh 235 lbs and I truly believe I am invincible.
All this being said, how fucking retarded do you have to be to think you can take 21 shots...SHOTS...not drinks where you slowly introduce alcohol into your body. These are slam them home, down the gullet shots of pure alcohol and I imagine these aren't buttery nipples or jolly rancher shots.
I can maybe do 21 drinks on a great night but I would never try to do 21 shots on purpose. And I imagine a veteran like myself could probably only do 7 shots max before I puked or called it a night in the back seat of my car.
I mean seriously the kid in the story died from this and I hope the person who bought him the last shot has killed himself at this point. This is why I don't go out drinking hardcore with anyone who I don't trust with my life. News flash stupid kids, you can't use the old "he said he was fine" excuse for shit like this. People are irrational when they are drunk, people don't know if they are fine or not. Oh and by the by these kids aren't losers who work at Best Buy and live with there Grandparents. These are college students...COLLEGE...you know that place where you pay ass loads of money for the chance to learn. Notice I said chance there because it is an option and most people (read the kids in this story) don't make the right choice and just cruise through.
Stupid white college students.
If you didn't read that story above let me summarize for you.
I guess when you turn 21 it is a "ritual" of downing 21 shots of alcohol.
Let me give you a little background on me at this point so you know where I am coming from
My biological father is the town drunk and still lives with his mother in a town in Guatemala.
All my uncles and 1st cousins are alcoholics.
I have been drinking LARGE amounts of alcohol since I was 14.
I am 6'2 weigh 235 lbs and I truly believe I am invincible.

All this being said, how fucking retarded do you have to be to think you can take 21 shots...SHOTS...not drinks where you slowly introduce alcohol into your body. These are slam them home, down the gullet shots of pure alcohol and I imagine these aren't buttery nipples or jolly rancher shots.
I can maybe do 21 drinks on a great night but I would never try to do 21 shots on purpose. And I imagine a veteran like myself could probably only do 7 shots max before I puked or called it a night in the back seat of my car.
I mean seriously the kid in the story died from this and I hope the person who bought him the last shot has killed himself at this point. This is why I don't go out drinking hardcore with anyone who I don't trust with my life. News flash stupid kids, you can't use the old "he said he was fine" excuse for shit like this. People are irrational when they are drunk, people don't know if they are fine or not. Oh and by the by these kids aren't losers who work at Best Buy and live with there Grandparents. These are college students...COLLEGE...you know that place where you pay ass loads of money for the chance to learn. Notice I said chance there because it is an option and most people (read the kids in this story) don't make the right choice and just cruise through.
Stupid white college students.

Words to never ever forget:
21 shots of alcohol,
alcoholism,
barney
Dammit
Ok, so it's been a while since I last posted so I know the one of you who probably ended up on this page on accident is wondering what happened with my crash diet deal.
Well, after a work week of being light headed and delusional (more delusional than I already am) I decided to call it off.
It was fun but I think the next time I do it I won't tell anyone, I will just do it.
Oh and right before I ate again I went out drinking and STILL out drank everyone I went out with. Either I can naturally consume large amounts of alcohol or my friends are pussies.
I vote for pussies.
Well, after a work week of being light headed and delusional (more delusional than I already am) I decided to call it off.
It was fun but I think the next time I do it I won't tell anyone, I will just do it.
Oh and right before I ate again I went out drinking and STILL out drank everyone I went out with. Either I can naturally consume large amounts of alcohol or my friends are pussies.
I vote for pussies.
Thursday, May 8, 2008
Bat Shit Crazy
Some thoughts from day 2 and 3......
I knew when I started this that I was going to miss food. I love food.
However, I didn't realize how sneaky and tricky my mind is. I have been trying to keep myself separated so the side of me that started this experiment and the side of me that is actually starving are two different entities.
Well, little did I know that I am a sneaky bastard, the Starvin' Marvin Carlos keeps trying to trick the Mad Scientist Carlos into eating.
It will try to say,
"hey boss, it wouldn't be so bad if I ate a piece of chicken every now and then right?"
To which the mad scientist says
"well, I guess it wouldn't be too bad"
Well all this is of course being played out in my head and next thing you know I have visions of me at the table in "Hook" when they imagine all the food. Except not only am I eating all the food but I have slit the lost boys throat and Tinkerbell is blowing me under the table as I make Peter Pan's mom and her friends have an orgy in front of me.
Yeah so not only do I have to deal with the physiological effects but now I am starting to have to punch my own self in the face for trying to trick myself into eating.
Also, I have added another reason as to why I am doing this.
Christian Bale prior to The Machinist went on a similar diet and went from 180 lbs to 120 lbs.
Christian Bale then became the most awesome Batman ever.
I am on a similar diet (see below) for no other reason than to see what happens.
I will then inevitably become a super hero equal to or greater than Batman.
Also, I looked up just how many calories I have been eating the last few days and I came up with the grand total of just about 250.
I might have to rethink this, or I might just keep on like this.....who knows?
I knew when I started this that I was going to miss food. I love food.
However, I didn't realize how sneaky and tricky my mind is. I have been trying to keep myself separated so the side of me that started this experiment and the side of me that is actually starving are two different entities.
Well, little did I know that I am a sneaky bastard, the Starvin' Marvin Carlos keeps trying to trick the Mad Scientist Carlos into eating.
It will try to say,
"hey boss, it wouldn't be so bad if I ate a piece of chicken every now and then right?"
To which the mad scientist says
"well, I guess it wouldn't be too bad"
Well all this is of course being played out in my head and next thing you know I have visions of me at the table in "Hook" when they imagine all the food. Except not only am I eating all the food but I have slit the lost boys throat and Tinkerbell is blowing me under the table as I make Peter Pan's mom and her friends have an orgy in front of me.Yeah so not only do I have to deal with the physiological effects but now I am starting to have to punch my own self in the face for trying to trick myself into eating.
Also, I have added another reason as to why I am doing this.
Christian Bale prior to The Machinist went on a similar diet and went from 180 lbs to 120 lbs.Christian Bale then became the most awesome Batman ever.
I am on a similar diet (see below) for no other reason than to see what happens.
I will then inevitably become a super hero equal to or greater than Batman.
Also, I looked up just how many calories I have been eating the last few days and I came up with the grand total of just about 250.I might have to rethink this, or I might just keep on like this.....who knows?
Words to never ever forget:
badass,
Batman,
Christian Bale,
crash diet,
insanity
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
Stupid Idea
Today I decided to go on a crash diet.I weigh about 250 lbs but weight loss is not the primary goal for me.

Mostly I want to see if I can do it and how long I can eat just a half a cup of rice and an apple every day.

The other reason is because I am completely out of my mind and I want to experience first hand the psychological effects of starvation.
I have now gone about 18 hours without food and I am already starting to feel different. I have thought about quitting at least 4 times and I have tried rationalizing why I should eat something more than the rice and an apple a day.
If you have ever closed out a bar and walked outside into the daylight after hours of drinking you know how I feel right now. Everything is distorted and not in the right contrast.

My mind as it seems is protesting this choice I made. I wonder why?
My friends have accepted what I am doing although they all have their doubts as do I.
Now, on to the funny shit. I was talking to my brother today and we put over/under lines on the things that would happen to me as I tried this experiment.
trip to the emergency room------30 days
death----------------------------2 months
my mom yelling
at me for doing this--------------next time I call her
bowel movements ceasing-------7 days
BM resembling rabbit poop------4 days
me standing on top of the
stratosphere in a gorilla suit
furiously masturbating-----------N/A (Vegas doesn't put odds on certainties)
Monday, April 7, 2008
DIANA DEATH AN ACCIDENT, DIANA STILL DEAD

So, a U.K. jury decided that Diana was "unlawfully killed" when her car hit a pillar in Paris over 10 FUCKING YEARS AGO.
After six months of hearings and testimony by more than 250 witnesses, a jury at a British inquest found Monday that Princess Diana and her lover, Dodi al
Fayed, were unlawfully killed by the negligent driving of their chauffeur and photographers who pursued the couple's speeding Mercedes into a Paris underpass over 10 years ago. (Via International Herald Tribune)
I remember that fateful night when I found out about Diana's death and exactly where I was and what I was doing. Oh wait, no I don't because I have better things to do than to worry about some lady that would have become a queen in an entirely pointless and toothless monarchy. Now if she would have been in line to start beheading assholes who crossed her then it would have been a tragedy.
Glad to see that 6 million dollars were spent on this trial too. Good to see that even in the U.K. they have their priorities straight.
When reached for comment Diana said: "..."
Words to never ever forget:
car crash,
get over it,
monarchy,
princess di,
toothless,
waste of money
ALL CAPS

Why must people insist on typing things in ALL CAPS?? Typing, I know, is a fairly new development in the history of humanity. For those of us that have had computers or typewriters our whole lives (and at this point those who have not are like 100 years old and not on the interwebs anyway to read this post (hell, no one is on the interwebs to read this post so lick balls)) it is pretty much understood that capital letters equals yelling. So why would you yell an entire email?
I mean, I can move my left pinky finger approximately .4667 inches and press the caps lock button. Those of you that peck at the keyboard need to move your entire hand approximately 3 inches.
Is it too much to ask that you not TYPE YOUR ENTIRE EMAIL LIKE THIS. THIS IS PRETTY ANNOYING IF YOU ARE USED TO READING PROFESSIONAL EMAILS ALL DAY LONG. IF YOU HAD A TYPEWRITER WOULD YOU BE DOING THIS? CAN I EXPECT A VOICEMAIL LIKE THIS? WILL I MURDER YOU IF YOU TYPE LIKE THIS?
I think Jeffrey Dahmer typed his emails in all caps and that dude was a dick...or liked to eat dicks...or something...
Words to never ever forget:
annoying,
CAPS LOCK,
dick,
human,
idiots,
Jeffrey Dahmer,
lick balls,
murder
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