Greatest Poem in the World (Tribute)

Katia’s cooler made me warm,
Its cozy inside full of charm
Happy thoughts steered in my head
Now I think I’m better off dead

Katia’s cooler please don’t die
The internet is a pig’s sty.
I will write and post on you, I swear
Katia’s cooler have no care.

Pick up a glass, write a song
Tell blue he’s an alky bum (hey it rhymes)
Poti’s leaving, meña’s gone
The bro is off in never land

The rat he keeps Katia kicking
Yankees picks the bass line
Benizzle is here, once in whileizzle (worst line ever)
Patton and Busch are queers.

So pack more beer in that cooler
Sharpen up your butter knife
take out all gringo may 1st products
No pa la pinga this time.

Shaddap!!! Shaddapppp!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Arrrgggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


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I need a driiiiiiiiiiiink!

Lo vieron AQUI primero!!

Hear YE, Hear YE!

Mexico set to decriminalize pot and cocaine

By Noel Randewich 58 minutes ago

MEXICO CITY (Reuters) - Possessing marijuana, cocaine and even heroin will no longer be a crime in Mexico if the drugs are carried in small amounts for personal use, under legislation passed by the Mexican Congress.

The measure given final passage by senators late on Thursday allows police to focus on their battle against major drug dealers, the government says, and Presid

ent Vicente Fox is expected to sign it into law.

"This law provides more judicial tools for authorities to fight crime," presidential spokesman Ruben Aguilar said on Friday. The measure was approved earlier by the lower house.

Under the legislation, police will not penalize people for possessing up to 5 grams of marijuana, 5 grams of opium, 25 milligrams of heroin or 500 milligrams of cocaine.

People caught with larger quantities of drugs will be treated as narcotics dealers and face increased jail terms under the plan.

R.I.P.
~El Cooler de Katia~
(2006-2006)

"Snowflakes
Roundhouse kick
The lotus beard"

-Mao Hampao

if this is true...esta vaina 'ta muy hardcore

an excerpt from the news article:

"The unidentified 33-year-old man was suicidal and high on methamphetamine last year when he fired the nails -- up to 2 inches in length -- into his head one by one."

say what????

Talk about going too far-maybe you should check the video too...

bien!

AHAHAHAHA!!!!!

Adivinen quién va a tocar en el auditorio de mi escuela el sábado 8 de mayo....
AHAHAHAHAH!!!!

Hint: It rhymes with Fool!

aHaHaHaHaHaHaHa!!!!!!

Napolitan @ The Guild

Vamos a tocar este viernes en el Guild. For those of you in the country, u should make it, for those not in the country your still most welcome. Blue: theres gonna be a bar outside, llegen!! We can afterparty despues por ahi, its an early show.

Oh Poti no c si ya llegaste pero i kinda wanted to record the show. Be sweet if u could help, dime si tas interested.

Anyone have this??

Maybe Rat Norris ya se bajo esta vaina...if not, he deserves a roundhouse kick to the face!

Tool - 10000 Days: This is the mp3 version, supposed to be high quality, I havent downloaded it yet, since i just found it and I happen to be in school.

Tool - 10000 Days: This one is using the apple encoding shit, might wanna try this too...but according to the comments both are high quality.

Peace bitches!!!

Where is the Jackass?

Can i get a recent picture please?

What's wrong with this picture?

A free drink for the first one to guess. I sure hope the girls didn't notice and ended up showing the picture to the whole family.

Free for drinking today...

...if anybody is interested, that is. How could you not be interested? We could team up and fondle some girly drinks together. And maybe I could tell you some non-stories about my non-trip to Miami where I had a grand total of... 6 drinks. And no, that's not a typo, so stop pinching yourselves. Wake up and smell the sad feelings of sobriety.

I guess since I'm here already I might as well relate to you some of the non-stories of the lamest trip in the world.

I arrived in Miami on Wednesday night, without a single dollar to my name, and spent a positively spectacular night playing Grand Theft Auto until the wee hours of the morning (exciting stuff, huh?). Of course, after such an exiting night, I could not help but feel that I wanted to keep it up the next day, so while my mom and sisters went out shopping, I turned up the crazy knob and stayed home studying and doing homework, all the while chatting it up with babes on the internet. Then at night we went to Segnor Frog's, where I had one long island and a cigarrette before dinner, and one long island and a cigarrette after dinner, capping it all off with another fabulous marathon of playing Playstation until the wee hours of the morning. Weird, wild stuff.

Early on Friday I had pretty much the craziest time of my life. I spent the whole morning driving around with all the women in my family along with my sister's fiance, looking at jewelry and tuxedoes and, you know, adrenaline-pumping stuff like that. It was great. When I got home at around 1:00pm I decided to start gathering a few materials (a large stone brick, a rope with a comfortable nooze, and the perfect spot on the deep part of the lake) to enjoy the next afternoon of my joyful existence.

That's when Big Papa showed up. And I just had the most brilliant idea. Really. It changed my life.

"Hey dad, wanna go to the ballgame?"

Now, he didn't seem very pumped up at first, partly because we weren't drunk and the stadium is way the hell over in the middle of fucking nowhere. But the sight of the brick and nooze probably softened him up, so he was like "Alright, alright."

And I was like: Hellyeah. Marlins. Dontrelle Willis. Hickory smoked sausage. Marlins. Marlins. Miguel Cabrera. Burgers. Ditka... For real, everything was forgiven once I stepped into the ballpark. It changed my life. *wipes away tear* I even got the official Marlins shirt that I've wanted since 1993. *wipes another tear* It even says "Willis" on the back. *feels great*

(By the way, dear fuckfaces, that was the *one* highlight of my most holiest of holy weeks. Because I'm not even going to tell you about the next day when we went to the party after my sis got legally married, and I went to the bar, asked for a drink, layed down a 20, and almost shit my pants --ok, I did shit my pants-- when I got 2 bucks in return. I had to keep refilling my drink with tears. And this was only a couple of hours before I had to make it to the airport for my 6:00am flight.)

Now, I'll ask again: Will somebody please have a drink with this poor boy?

For those who are interested....

Oh you like?

Wolves in Wolves Clothing

Merry Downloading

First Pictures

Using the same techniques ive used to capture all these nude pics (including manis sis), i stole some ultrasonido images of dannys new baby, aint it a cuttie?

In other news

Guess who's having a baby. But Seriously...

Fight for your Rights!

In the past few days we have seen the administrator grow in power, denying to his humble members the right to participate freely in the decision-making process. I think it is time to draw the line. We have let ourselves be victims of this corrupt system for much too long! Several questions arise from the ordeal. Why does he seek to exploit and victimize members of this blog? Is this narcissistic pursuit of power brought on by childhood maladjustments? What has he to gain by sole ownership of this enterprise?

The answer to these questions is a simple one: Oil. Beneath the wires of cyberspace lie oil reserves beyond your wildest dreams, and Da Nazz seeks to gain control of them in his path towards global dominance.

But don’t panic people! We can still act now. I have some simple steps to bring this tyrant to his knees:

Step-1: El Mago, just work your magic. Mickey Mouse, Donald Duck and Ninja Turtles will have your local administrator in a panic.

Step-2: The Rat, give me more tulivieja. Get Chuck Norris up in this mothafucka! Someone needs a roundhouse kick to the face.

Step-3: Benizzle, any look-alikes of Da Nazz sister are welcome to be posted… jaja Alright Alright that one might be going a little far.

Step-4: The Yanks, highjack his computer when you get back to Madrid. Fight the Enemy from within.

Vive la Resistance!

aka Chorizo....

Following the footsteps of the rat, if la tulivieja is back, then another familiar face is back too.

All mighty administrator, prepare to be tested for tolerance.

Coño! Dejen la cuecada! En el ipso facto

Por andarse quejando de pendejadas - this blog sucks; I wanna be administrator; it's meet not meat; no family porn!; we need mo' peeps; I hate everybody; where's Patton, I wanna smack his beanbag - se lo FOKIN buscaron!
La próxima vez que encuentre discordia en esta, siempre dulce, escapatoria de mi trabajo, la tulivieja atacará nuevamente. Ella no descansa, no duerme, y nunca respira, siempre preparada para ponerle fin definitivo a la abuebazón.
Entendido?
YO soy el administrador. El Meña es mi títere. ESTA es la advertencia.
You do NOT want to see her micha!---->

En guerra avisada...

A message from the Administrator

Alright poti, your complaint form has been reviewed and here are the answers to some of your objections...

as to our few members...let me remind you that when La Fritanga was in business those who did any blog checking in a frequent manner were you, me, manny, y la mosca...hence the reason why I believe we had a blog "accident" and La Fritanga was deleted...if you wish to invite anyone to the blog just let me know and Ill do it, it's not like there is a blog requirement to be a member of our blogging community. And besides, I had already sent an invitation to anika, nishi, chon evans, AND patton long time, so it is not my fault they do not check their emails regularly or maybe are too busy to join. As for busch, I did not have his email.

no, there will not be any further additions to the administrative department...why? well, because it is easier that way and because there really isnt much to administer other than inviting people and changing the layout of the page (which I do admit, I have not gotten around to, my bad). So to answer your TRUE question, you will not be added as an administrator, sorry, but no, we really do not need two people doing something one person can do.

Thank you,

Someone in a different time zone

At the risk of looking like a perv

Well, in light of my last post, and at the risk of u guys thinking im a perv, I have decided to start a new section called "Oh my god I can't believe shes doing porn! the lookalikes collection." In this less contraversial, yet hillarious second issue may i present, "Episode ll, Miss Ana Maria Villanueva shows snatch." Enjoy!

Meña's Erased Post (Hypothesis)

Since I was not lucky enough to see the Meña's Post I will attempt to recreate it here:

That SHITS NOT FUNNY MAN! It's family. Have some Respect. Te pasaste Benito. Now you gonna die!

The E True Hollywood Story: Judge Judy.

After recieving her LLM from Arizona University, Judge Judy briefly judged cock fights in Central America before finally moving to Talahasee to oversee gerbil reproduction. She had an innate talent for telling the males from the females, and her reputation spread quickly. Soon enough, the executives at NBC were stunned and decided Judy would make the perfect tv judge.

The next step was harder. Finding the defendants. Stupid Spicks and Niggers would do. Maybe keeping them below the poverty line and having them work low paying jobs in hotels washing dishes and sheets would make them stupid enough to embarass themselves on national television. The white folks, eager to make up for their inbred redneck motor home status, would love it.

Sure enough, the show was a hit. Everyone wanted to hang out with Judy. Jack Nicholson and even Regis praised her in interviews, and nothing seemed to ever be able to go wrong. But one day...everything took a turn for the worst...

I hate this BLOG, and I hate YOU

I hate my friends. I hate my family. I hate my job. I hate the birds that screech in my window. I hate the wind. I hate the north star. I hate the ocean and the trees. I hate the guitar. I hate shellfish. I hate crabs (not the kind you find in your pubic hair). I hate jellybeans and jellyfish. I hate an online shrink blog. I hate everything. I hate you.

Sorry youall

Well many of you missed the funniest (or meanest post eva) pero weno, da meña had a jerry mcgire moment and wrote a very emotional post about family and erased my post. And i guess he was embarrased and erased his too. Sorry if i offended anyone igual, i just came across those pics por coincidencia y me parecio funny and crazy que se pareciera tanto a manis sis, i wanted to share sin joder a nadie. Hey yo manny sorry si te cabrio. shit. I guess as an only child no tripeo bien el concepto de hermano/na. Sorry again to manny, meña and all.

I leave you with a much nicer, pretty pic. (fuck, fucking blog no quiere load my picture, it was a very nice flower to lighten da situation)

Funny ass shit

Lo que todos sospechabamos...
sigan el enlace para averiguar:

http://tbs.com/stories/story/0,,70708,00.html

y hagan click donde dice 'click to play'

ALRIGHT LISTEN UP MONKEYS!

Man I love science fiction. Especially when you are in a club and have 4 to 6 lines under your belt. Everyone looks alienistic, no really they do. I was in a Irish Pub the other day. Woppa Mama y Papa, I drank more than Poti does in a week. Poti, you better start to make shit happen here bud, none of this I cant drink shit. How you expect to travel in space if you dont got the fuel fool. Where the fuck is Ditka, fucking Football season is tarting up soon ass wipe, you better get your blues clues ass on gear for some Miami Dolphin Phone calls from el Mago himself. They got a new quarterback and dont sleep on him. Pepper with dissapoing alot of teams this season bitch! Rat, you fucking splinter looking mother fucker, where are you,,hows work? Did they change the color of your prison waredrobe? Listen bitches, Im gonna have to set a meeting soon, this is becoming rediculous.
Poti is not Director of Advertizing no more, Rat,, you are very inconsistant, and Blue, boy just keep the parties coming at the crib and have Taboga with the boat ready for my departure into space when I get there. Fuck, pussy shit, Im gonna go there and fucking make you party the right way,,,what the fuck. Poti,,,eat son, eat,,,vete a Parrillada Jimmys by Coco Del Mar and get the Bistec apanado, its big with some Arroz y Lentejas. Do something.
Soon the guitar will play you son!
Anyways, I am glad to have everyone back in KATIAS KOOLER.
Yankee, really exited for your trip, Take pictures and tell el Spanish fly de verga que he needs to get a digital camera. Tell him to make an investment for the future. I needs those codes!
I mean Bitches! jajajaj. Where is Boludo, where is everyone.
Listen fuck heads, this is not a option to post shit on Katias Kooler, its a must.
No quiero escuchar cuecadas. Sino EL Magooo will take you down. Ill take you stright to China Town!
Ohh Yeah!

Fuck you all and have anice day!

I was gonna take him... To get fixed.