Showing posts with label sorry God but you know we tight. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sorry God but you know we tight. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

HILARIOUS DICTIONARY ENTRIES

Don't ask me what I was doing, but I laughed at this for several minutes. Cheers to Webster's for holding nothing back.

1 result for: poofter

Webster's New Millennium™ Dictionary of English - Cite This Source - Share This
Main Entry: poofter
Part of Speech: n
Definition: a male homosexual; also, an emasculated male; also called poof
Example: Stop babying him like that! You're going to turn him into a poofter!
Etymology: 1889; fr. poof
Usage: British disparaging slang

Webster's New Millennium™ Dictionary of English, Preview Edition (v 0.9.7)
Copyright © 2003-2008 Lexico Publishing Group, LLC


Of course the word came from France, the country that invented poofters. I also found it entertaining that the dictionary entries around "poofter" also came off just a little bit gay, as if poofter was slowly infecting the English language. Hey poohbah, you don't want to hang around that poofter too much, it might rub off on you HEYYYOOOO. Here is one of the top Google Image Search results for "poofter":

"So, did you see the new 'Poof'?"

Monday, January 28, 2008

NHL All-Star Game is a Thriller, Earns as Much Press as Dana Jacobsen's Return to Cold Pizza

















Congratulations! You play a sport no one cares about.

The NHL held it's all-star game last night, and with its only recognizable star, Sidney Crosby, missing due to injury, evidently no one cared. Judging by their headlines, ESPN.com has equated the game to Chris Webber's NBA return (to single handedly destroy the Warriors' chemistry) and Dana Jacobson's return to Cold Pizza after showing her disdain for Jesus at Mike and Mike's Celebrity Roast (the woman works with Skip Bayless and Woody Paige everyday; technically she's a saint anyway, I doubt God minded that much).

Of course, it didn't help that the All-Star game was shown on Versus, unpopular sports' response to the NFL Network. Despite constant ads that reminded me which channel Vs. is on (72 or 34), I still got lost and ended up watching Tremors three times in a row. Hopefully I'll find it soon, since I don't want to miss out on my Mountain West college sports, competitive cycling, Cal Ripken World Series (really, they televise this), American's Cup, and old episodes of Survivor.

Take a look at that list, NHL. This is what you've become. You're just a few years away from becoming a big budget rival of the International Federation of Competitive Eating.

Oh yeah, the East won, 8-7. Eric Staal won MVP honors, presumably earning him a bag of turnips or whatever NHL players like. Denim jackets? A case of Busch camo-cans? Ah, a truck. Well I guess that makes sense.





Saturday, January 26, 2008

I HATE SO MUCH ABOUT THE THINGS THAT YOU CHOOSE TO BE

I'd like to kick shit off here by laying down some ground rules as to site content. My cohort (read: butt buddy) is currently in the middle of a flip cup tournament that is but a singular event in a much larger megathlon of self-destruction, so addenda are likely to follow.

#1) I consider this web page an semi-anonymous outlet for personal opinion and general animosity. Expect to be offended upon reading, regardless of your personal background, ethnicity, nationality, creed, socioeconomic status, species, fame, fashion sense, or supposed divinity. That includes you, God. I hate nobody in particular, that is to say, I like to distribute hate evenly like some cross between Magic Johnson and Adolf Hitler. Feel free to be upset with me when I push your so very delicate buttons, but you don't have to read this site and I require zero readers to vent my thoughts. I'm certain Earvin "Magic" Hitler wouldn't care either.
#2) Other writers on this site may post less objectionable content, including tits, ass, well-thought out opinions, numbers and cogent statistical analysis of sporting events. Do not listen to such nonsense. Their sweet, sweet words will turn into bitter orange wax in your ears.
#3) Don't question my grammar, vocabulary, or writing style. Words are but the base tools that allow me to project filth and debauchery. Photoshop also accomplishes this on occasion. Intelligence is optional here, but alcohol is required.
#4) Feel free to use the email link to the side as a feedback mechanism, or link dump. Just keep in mind we're not here to make friends, or even acknowledge that you exist.
#5) #2 best seller is a backhanded reference to both Primanti Brothers and to beer.