Showing posts with label hot mulled cider. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hot mulled cider. Show all posts

Friday, January 16, 2009

FRIDAY'S BABE, BEER, AND A TUNE.

Uhh... hi.  I've been temporarily thawed from my cryostasis that is the Northeastern winter to bring you BB&T.  It's been awhile.  Strap on... or in... you know what I mean.

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The babe tonight is Jamie Eason.  She's the recommendation of a friend who says I need more blondes on this site.  So here she is. Jamie is from Houston, Texas and is a fitness model and ex-dancer.  Plus, she works out like a motherf*cker.  I haven't seen an arm like that since my first match at the Arm Wrasslin' and Watermelon Seed Spittin' contest at Billy Bob's House of Your Mother. Her vagina must feel like a bear trap.  But I'm a courageous man of principal; and I'll test the waters if I need to.  I know.  I know... you're welcome.  More pics of her here.
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The beer tonight isn't a beer at all, but hot mulled cider with cinnamon and spiced rum.  It's currently -9 degrees here in New York so I'm skipping the beer tonight and going with something warm.  I love beer like Whitney Houston loved Bobby Brown's crazy cracked-out ass but I can't do it tonight.  I've been making this for about Apthe last ten winters and it's goddam delicious, so deal with it.  Besides, if it hit's -10 degrees I'm planning to actually set myself on fire.  Beer takes a back seat when self-immolation is involved.
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The band tonight is Ra - and they fucking rock.  They're from Connecticut and haven't put out a bad song ever.  They have a catalogue of about 50 songs and every single one of them is good.  They could write a song about strap-ons and dead kittens and it would still be good.  I'm telling you.  They're better than a George Foreman Grill.  The song I'm featuring is "Only."  Plus, it's live.  What does that mean for you, the WTCCTR consumer?  More tasty tunage for to suck on.  You're right, I am pretty cool.  Stay strong.

Thursday, October 2, 2008

5 RANDOM PICTURES THAT PUMP MY NADS & A GOOD FALL COCKTAIL.

You see a lot of crazy shit when you're stumbling around the internet.  Like two days ago I bought a bag of stem cells and joined a tobacco cartel; which is kind of impressive when you consider that I haven't folded my laundry in about five weeks.  So, just to give you a sense of the funky shit I've been wading through here on the world wide web; here are five pictures that pump my nads.  Smoke up bitches.  [Cocktail after the pics]
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The Statue of the Republic: From the Chicago's World Fair.  I like it.  Kind of reminds me how I felt the first time I got laid.  
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Lesbianism.  It even makes monuments sexy as hell.
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Actual concept drawing of a Ferrari motorcycle.  So high on the awesomeness index that I'm getting a case of the jimmy legs.  
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Another pic that reminds me of the first time I got laid... but for waaaayyy different reasons.  Fuck yeah Faith Tones.
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Weekend's coming.  Dress appropriately.
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And speaking of drunk, here's the WTCCTR fall cocktail.  A little beverage I like to call 'cider tits.'

1 cup hot mulled cider
1 shot of Captain Morgan spiced rum
1 cinnamon stick

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