FUNNY 911 - I NEED A ... BAMBULANCE?

This is an old 911 call... but it tickles me every time.  Now, I'm not sure what a bambulance is but I'm positive that this guy f*ing needs one.  And, like Shakespeare, he goes on to ask the timeless question: who gets the deer... him or the dog?  Get you some bambulance and deer my hard workin' brother.  Buckle up Buckos!

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I MISS THE MAN SHOW.

I'm not sure how many of you guys out there remember The Man Show (with Jimmy Kimmel and Adam Carolla).  It was on from 1999-2003 and it was f*ing awesome.  The show was, in a nutshell, about boobs, beer, and practical jokes.  But like most things it got too good and so it had to be destroyed.  Utterly and completely.  Kimmel and Carolla both went on to watered-down shows of their own with watered down jokes and boring talk-show interviews.  They probably got big paydays but - sweet Fanny Adams - can't they just pay 'em more to do the same show?  Why is that a dumb idea?  I'm assuming it's a dumb idea because TV executives get paid a lot more than I do to make those decisions... and in America the people who get paid more are smarter.  I think it's in the Constitution...  I'm pretty sure it is.  Or in the Declaration of Independence... or the Louisiana Purchase... or some old timey document like that.

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Here's a clip from the show where they dressed up like pilots and went to the airport blast-assed drunk.  Bottoms up Buckos!

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DOUBLE YOUR GAS MILEAGE.

The gas situation shows no sign of moving out of the "retarded" zone so today is another post on how to get the the most our of Mr. Gas pump (earlier post is here). As many of you know, I'm a crafty and fanciful gentleman so I'll be tackling the problem from both ends - the head and the ass... er... rear.... er... you know what I mean.

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First, getting the cheapest gas in your area.  For this you can go to GasBuddy.com.  Type in your zip code and the prices for your area come up.  But a nifty little side feature to the site is that people who submit price changes in their area will earn points for accurate claims. You can then cash in points for prizes such as free gas cards or a chance to win an electric car.  I haven't heard of a deal that sweet since I got a free plastic rain parka from Marlboro for puffing down eight packs of smokes.  

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The ass end of my strategy involves some simple tips shown in this video.  Try to ignore the fact that it's sponsored by Saab.  My very first car was a Saab and I mostly just pushed it from one service station to another... so the Saab logo induces violent convulsions in me.  In fact, I've just settled down again and am looking for my other shoe - I seized that fucker right off.  Even if you don't care about the mileage part, the chick has some low mileage looks if you know what I mean... those Swedish cowards at Saab aren't complete idiots.  Anyway, I'm going to try all these tips and report back in two weeks.  In the meantime, pump on Buckos!

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PRETTY BOY VS. TURD.

I don't know about you squirrely bastards, but I love violence.  Organized violence, that is.  And tonight is the UFC 83 on pay-per-view.  I'm not going to give a lecture explaining mixed martial arts except to say that it rates extremely high on the awesomeness index.  And tonight's main fight matches the rugged, athletic, gracious favorite - George St. Pierre - against the foul-mouthed, short, shit-sucking ghetto opponent - Matt Serra.  And I'd give my left testicle and most of both nipples to see Serra win.  Why?  Because pretty boys always win.  They always get the girl.  They always come out on top.  And any time someone can toss a turd in their eye or flick a booger on their face - that's the guy I'm rooting for.  

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They fought once before and Serra won, believe it or not.  But tonight he's still the underdog.  No really good reason except that Serra is a monster turd.  So here's rooting for the turd!  You're my guy!  In fact, I fancy myself to be quite the turd.  

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Anyway, below is a post of the *end* of their first fight.  It's like a hug from the baby jesus.  It is.

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FRIDAY'S BABE, BEER, AND A TUNE.

Salutations my beautiful bitches.  It's Friday.  I don't know about you but, in my book, Friday's mean suds, sex, and whammy bars.  So...

The babe tonight is Rachelle Leah.  She's done a lot of work as a spokesmodel for the UFC, and has gotten pretty popular since then.  I've had a hard time putting my finger on why that is but I'm sure it has something to do with black leather bikinis.  Funny thing about this picture of her - it's kind of an optical illusion.  If you stare at the picture long enough you'll see a tiger in the background.  I haven't been able to get it to work yet but maybe you'll have better luck.

Tonight's malty wonderland is Magic Hat No. 9.  I haven't been too enthusiastic to try the Magic Hat brews because any use of wizardry or witchcraft on the most perfect beverage ever made seems a little unnatural to me.  But I gargled a little holy water, high-fived a nun (at least that's what she told me before she started grabbin' at my bean tosser), and cracked the cap.  It was a smooth beer that left little after taste.  But, you know, it's a beer.  Unless someone can pull a goddam rabbit or some shit out of the empty bottle I don't see what's so magical.  But when I took a piss afterwards little butterflies came out.. so that made me feel special.  Beer Advocate rates this beer a "B" (good) based on 604 reviews.

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Now that we're all titillated and buzzed it's time to toke up the tune.  It's called "Ordinary" by The Buzzhorn. Don't pay any attention to the title because this song is like spanish fly... but music.  So give it a listen.  Just make sure you have the love napkins (aka, Kleenex) standing by.  Smell you later Bucko!

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"Ordinary"

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LET'S GET JERKY WITH THE DILITHIUM CRYSTALS.

Abbot and Costello.  Peanut butter and jelly.  Guns and whiskey.  Sex and violence.  Some things just go great together.  And another great duo: prank calls and Star Trek.  The Jerky Boys prank call a mining company and ask about digging up some dilithium crystals in Manhattan.  But what they're really digging up is comedy gold.  Gold I tell ya!  Oh yeah, and as a bonus, I'm throwing in another Tom Mabe prank call on a telemarketer... because I'm good to you like a supple teat to a baby.  Ok Buckos... buckle up for funny!

Jerky Boys Mining Call

Tom Mabe Telemarketer

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THE COST OF GETTING LAID.

Sex.  We all pay for it.  Single, married, dating or time, money, and tears... we all pay... for the love of the sweet swinging christ.  One time I even had to arm wrestle a guy and kick the shit out of a bunch of chickens just to get the chance to take a girl on a date.  It was at a kind of weird time in my life when I was living on an indian reservation with a bunch of Hell's Angels... but that's a whole other story.

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Anyway, the web site is here: Cost Of Sex.  It will figure out the cost of taking a trip around the old parsley patch with your wife, girlfriend; or that maniac with a vagina you were sweet talking last Saturday.  Ok Buckos!  Prepare to have those boners annihilated!

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