Flock You!

Due to the awesome browser called "Flock", I shall resume adding to this Mutherblogger. You bitches are soooooooo lucky to have me back. Now.... Good day!

Well, I guess you mutherfuckers are only half as stupid as I suspected. I stand half corrected. As the Democrats take back control of the U.S. Congress, as the Republicans try to claim the candidates that won as Republicans in the wrong party(what about the Republicans that lost John Gibson were they in the wrong party?), I bathe in the hope that our country can regain the moral high ground I need to justify my humongous ego. You see, our constitution is so well thought out, so well writtin, I always thought it was Bush-proof. IT IS NOT. It requires a citizenship that revers it, and cares about it's protections. Have you ever seen Jay Leno asking people on the street to answer simple questions about our country or history or anything an adult should know if he/she doesn't have his/her head up his/her ass. There are responsibilities that come along with U.S. citizinship. I believe our existence as a country for the people, must be by the people. I know I lost all the people I was aiming for when I said "constitution". So let me put it in terms that may resonate with the sheep I am refering to: A VOTE FOR THE REPUBLICANS IS A VOTE FOR DEVIL WORSHIPPING CHILD MOLESTORS. Peace and titties...

News on Da Jump...

The Banner Jump released a statement through their spiritual leader at 9 AM on October 19, 2006. This pre-written statement contained the following: "The Banner Jump and bassist Heather "Leather Pants" Morritz, have filed for legal separation in Kitsap County District Court, where they currently are based in Washington state." The band cited "irreconcilable differences" and "Heather's sad and well documented addiction to supporting her family" as the main reasons for the split. The band also continues to deny the rumor of a "four-fathered-love-baby", that some bloggers have reported on the inter-web, explaining: "We all just jacked off on her feet while she smacked our bare asses with her riding crop." They added," there was hardly any penetration, and that was mostly anal." The statement continued: "The Banner Jump wishes Leather Pants continued musical success, and hopes she gets the help she so desperately needs. Some of us have had jobs at one time or another and know the dangerous allure of food and shelter. Hopefully, this will bring attention to this growing problem in our society." After several paragraphs outlining the bands unwavering opposition to working for "the man", they commented on their future, stating: "Heather will be mentioned in requests to our pagan Gods, and we will continue to use her pictures in our masturbation rituals." The statement concluded: "We are also pleased to announce the we auditioned "Jack vs. The Ice Cream Man" bass player Dan Cox last night at RanFo's, and if he can come up with some pills and cash, looks to have the inside track on the position." At the time of this printing, Morritz could not be reached for comment, and repeated requests for an interview have gone unanswered. Additionally, it is unclear if alleged bassist Cox was aligned with Jack, or if he was allied with the heavily favored Ice Cream Man. Nor is it known how these shocking developments will affect the conflict.

What I did on my summer vacation.

This summer me and my dog and 2Lo went to see the new bridge. My dog was mad 'cause she had to stay in the car. 2Lo got to get out. We went to a park and looked up at the new bridge. It was the same as the old bridge. Then we walked half way across the old bridge. Cars honked at us 'cause we're fine.
The end.

Wake and Bake Fuckers.

Damn, it's starting to get a wee bit chilly. Love the fall. My favorite time of year. Can you believe it's been two years since Monolithic Baby came to town? Was it all just a wonderful dream? With a happy ending? I sure wish Dave would release the new Magnet. Dave, I'll leave you with some of your own words... We'll have a good time baby. Well it's a planet of the apes in a third eye kind of thing. We'll have to all lay down dig through the ground. We'll find a holy rider that'll make your thing go ding.
Wow, that shit is deep. Peace.

My Space

Has anyone else noticed the herd of lesbians on My Space? Fuck me runnin'. I'm a Lesbian trapped in a man's body. But they won't let me play with them. God damned fine assed mutherfuckin' pie eatin' reach around wet tongued bitches. Are any of you fuckheads stalkin' bitches on My Space? Are any of you bitches stalkin' fuckheads? I know. You just read your email and do a little banking. More like spankin'. There are two kinds of peeps. The kind that masturbate and the kind that lie about it. The rest of you mutherfuckers are mutherfucking robots. I saw you eating batteries at lunch. Sometimes when I stand up, I see little sparkling lights floating around me. I have a new sexy neighbor. Yep. A huh. That's right. She drunk too. Yeah, totally. Mmmm hmmmm. I got pictures. No she was passed out. Fuck you, don't fuckin' judge me. Oh right. I forgot, you're perfect. Well, what's done is done. Word.

Now you know.

The terrorists hate our liquids. If we quit using liquids, they win. Power to the people.

Ahhh Home Is Where The Love Is

Walmart is open all night.

Don't get it Twisted

When I say Revolution I mean one time around.
When I say Question Authority I mean Ask, don't assume.
When I say Seperate Yourself I mean rise above.
When I say She's a Stripper I mean I'm in love.

True Dat.

Happy Birthday USA.

How old are ya now? 230? Damn! You don't look a day over 175.