How about now?

Oh so da meña doesnt find my post offensive anymore? I give you this! an image of the prophet muhammad!

No, but really the cooler could not be complete without an image of the prophet muhammad.

Happy new ass - Feliz ano nuevo

Hexakosioihexekontahexaphobiac?

If you are afraid of the number 666... then you are a Hexakosioihexekontahexaphobiac... no joke... read it hia!

Here are a couple more facts that i found interesting...

1. A domestic cat can frighten a black bear to climb a tree.
2. Music can help reduce chronic pain by more than 20% and can alleviate depression by up to 25%.
3. Modern teenagers are better behaved than their counterparts of 20 years ago, showing "less problematic behaviour" involving sex, drugs and drink.
4. Thinking about your muscles can make you stronger. <-- that's why blue is so properly pumped up!
5. Goths, those pasty-faced teenagers who revel in black clothing, are likely to become doctors, lawyers and architects.
6. In the 1960s, the CIA used to watch Mission Impossible to get ideas about spying.
7. Humans were first infected with the HIV virus in the 1930s.
8. The age limit for marriage in France was, until recently, 15 for girls, but 18 for boys. The age for girls was raised to 18 in 2006.
9. George Bush's personal highlight of his presidency is catching a 7.5lb (3.4kg) perch.
10. The egg came first.

One post to find them and in the Cooler bind them...

Our current lack of posting material has prompted someone to say that the blog can suck his balls...due to this my hand has been forced to provide you with The Post That Wasnt...The One Post, the one I deleted because I got all pissy aboot it...and partly because I was drunk (with yankee as my witness)...behold it, in all its glory...Benny, justice has been done...(I dont know why da hell I saved it, rum can do some weird shit to you....)

DISCLAIMER: dont worry, Mr. anonymous cant delete the blog this time since he is not an administrator, we're safe.

Gerald Ford dead today... at the senseless age of 93...

...and I'm gay... oh c'mon! That's just superfulous... I'm not gaaay

Poti is In as well

que verguero

Ok! Move along people...nothing to see here.....

Alright, NOW you can upgrade by signing in with your old account and then Blogger gives you the chance to switch to the newer version...

testing testing 1...2...3...

da yanks is in! bien!

Verguero de Blogger

Alright, i'll try to make it quick...apparently the upgrade thing didnt go as smoothly as I had been informed it would...if you have tried to log in to the blog since Monday Im sure the system doesnt let you access the blog AND it doesnt allow you to upgrade your account...(lucky benizzle, i guess he had initially become a member with a gmail account so he didnt have any trouble).
the only solution at the moment for this situation is for me to re-invite everyone to the blog, but it needs to be done using a google account, obviously im not gonna ask you to post it here (besides, you wont be able to), so I need to have that shit sent to my hotmail (stinkifinga@hotmail.com) so I can re-invite you...you need to send me the email associated to that google account (if you have gmail send me the gmail address then)...

One other thing, if you try to set up a google account from scratch from the google site because you dont have one, you wont be given access to gmail (its invitation only), asi que si quieren matar dos pajaros de un solo tiro, let me know and I will send you an invitation...so can kee-yan and benizzle...peace out!

PS: dont worry about your old blogger accounts...once they get their shit together you will be able to combine your old accounts with your new google one...pero como estan las cosas no les creo ni vergs...we'll wait and see...

God damn!

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Don't fuck around!

That's all I gots to say

Busted Rat

You see, I was wondering why the Rat would send us to such a totally lame website with a bunch of manatees that gave me dirty thoughts about world annihilation, when I realized the whole point of the experience. The Rat was trying to tell us something. In fact, it was a confession.

May I present, Rat on Manatee:





Bitches and Gs, you damn right well KNOW that this is the Rat. I'll stake my porn collection on it. I even have a detective on the case already.

Please meet:

You can order his book on Amazon. The "hard" cover has been out since 2004. My first choice to investigate the Rat was actually detective John Kimble, but I couldn't get a hold of him. Still, this guy can pounce on some evidence as good as anyone, so I ain't worried about results.

The Rat, if by any chance you want to come out of the closet on the same day you deny these claims, there is only one hope for you:

I like! Sexy time!

www.hornymanatee.com

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No sleep

Coño playing John Lennon from 5 to 7AM sucks. I can't sleep. We better rock the house. Thank you.

The rat, i'm assuming you know about this:

http://secondlife.com/

Complicated stuff. Was trying to figure it out, pero I don't get it too much.

Encontré esto en chucknorrisfacts.com:

best album covers EVER (lemmiwinks, take note)

You're wrong... you're DED wrong! (the sequel)

Back by popular (Poti's) demand:

Chuck Norris doesn't play God. Playing is for children.

For Chuck Norris, every street is "one way." His way.

Chuck Norris has to use a stunt double when he does crying scenes.

There is no Control button on Chuck Norris' computer. Chuck Norris is always in control.

Chuck Norris make onions cry.

If at first you don't succeed, you're not Chuck Norris.

Behind every successful man, there is a woman. Behind every dead man, there is Chuck Norris.

Chuck Norris destroyed the periodic table, because Chuck Norris only recognizes the element of surprise.

Chuck Norris does not play the lottery. It doesn't have nearly enough balls.

Chuck Norris doesn't read books. He stares them down until he gets the information he wants.

Everybody loves Raymond. Except Chuck Norris.

When chuck Norris does division, there are no remainders.

Chuck Norris never wet his bed as a child. The bed wet itself out of fear.

When Chuck Norris talks, everybody listens. And dies.

The quickest way to a man's heart is with Chuck Norris' fist.

Chuck Norris doesn't throw up if he drinks too much. Chuck Norris throws down! Nigga.

It takes Chuck Norris 20 minutes to watch 60 Minutes.

Some people wear Superman pajamas. Superman wears Chuck Norris pajamas.

Time waits for no man. Unless that man is Chuck Norris.

Una buena dosis de REALIDAD

Aviso: Este video no es para aquellos que tienen sensibilidades débiles. No estoy jodiendo. Este video te enseña exactamente qué le pasa durante su travesía de la pastura hasta el plato a lo que regularmente termina en tu estómago .

Me imagino que algunos de ustedes pensarán, "chucha man, yo no tenía que ver esa miega! Coño!" Bueno... yo pienso que es importante que todos nosotros veamos esto, porque yo sé que todos ustedes, como yo, vemos un pedazo de carne como un producto y no como algo que estuvo vivo en algún momento. La realidad es brutal. Y es irresponsable (y francamente una mariconada) cegarse y luego comerse la fantasía que nos vende el supermercado. Todos sabemos que el cuarto de libra de McDonalds era parte de una vaca. Una cosa es decirlo y oirlo. Otra cosa es verlo.

Yo no creo que me volveré vegetariano. Pero si sé que ver un filete de ahora en adelante no será la misma cosa. Y me alegro.

(Meña: El video no tiene embed, asi que don't get pissy.)

click aqui --------> Nutrition Facts

That's ma Dog

Mi vida es esto y lo se porque el cuerpo me lo dice… el cuerpo es cosa seria… me da como una vaina en el estomago… una emocion… solo saber que ya vamos a empezar este martes… quisiera que fuera antes… pero mejor que no sea ahora, quizas esta sensacion se regule sola de aqui a alla y llegue a ser otra sensacion mas real, productiva… y Poti, chucha ese es el man… yo lo estaba buscando… hace tiempo… no sabia que era un man que se llamaba Poti… ni que era un man tan nice… no sabia que el Papo Vecino le gusta grabar en verano… irse a la playa escuchando las mezclas… tripiar en El Valle los sonidos… tiempo magico… primeros vientos es una cancion que habla de el verano, y se grabara en verano…"chale"


Party time...new song's eh comin...

I used to hate her fucking guts, but now I'm starting the Ann Coulter fanclub. Who's coming with me maaaaaaan?!

OPINION
Ann Coulter (Formerly known as Evilyn D. Biatch)

WHAT CAN I DO TO MAKE YOUR FLIGHT MORE UNCOMFORTABLE?

Wed Nov 22, 8:04 PM ET

Six imams removed from a US Airways flight from Minneapolis to Phoenix are calling on Muslims to boycott the airline. If only we could get Muslims to boycott all airlines, we could dispense with airport security altogether.

Witnesses said the imams stood to do their evening prayers in the terminal before boarding, chanting "Allah, Allah, Allah" – coincidentally, the last words heard by hundreds of airline passengers on 9-11 before they died.

Witnesses also said that the imams were talking about Saddam Hussein, and denouncing America and the war in Iraq. About the only scary preflight ritual the imams didn't perform was the signing of last wills and testaments.

After boarding, the imams did not sit together, and some asked for seat belt extensions, although none were morbidly obese. Three of the men had one-way tickets and no checked baggage.

Also, they were Muslims.

The idea that a Muslim boycott against US Airways would hurt the airline proves that Arabs are utterly tone-deaf. This is roughly the equivalent of Cindy Sheehan taking a vow of silence. How can we hope to deal with people with no sense of irony? The next thing you know, New York City cab drivers will be threatening to bathe.

Come to think of it, the whole affair may have been a madcap advertising scheme cooked up by US Airways.

It worked with me. US Airways is my official airline now. Northwest, which eventually flew the Allah-spouting Muslims to their destinations, is off my list. You want to really hurt a U.S. air carrier's business? Have Muslims announce that it's their favorite airline.

The clerics had been attending an imam conference in Minneapolis (imam conference slogan: "What Happens in Minneapolis – Actually, Nothing Happened in Minneapolis"). But instead of investigating the conference, the government is now investigating my favorite airline.

What threat could Muslims flying from Minnesota to Arizona be?

Three of the 19 hijackers on 9-11 received their flight training in Arizona. Long before the attacks, an FBI agent in Phoenix found it curious that so many Arabs were enrolled in flight school. But the FBI rebuffed his request for an investigation on the grounds that his suspicions were based on the same invidious racial profiling that has brought US Airways under investigation and into my good graces.

Lynne Stewart's client, the Blind Sheik, Omar Abdel-Rahman, is serving life in prison in a maximum-security lock-up in Minnesota. One of the six imams removed from the US Airways plane was blind, so Lynne Stewart was the one missing clue that would have sent all the passengers screaming from the plane.

Wholly apart from the issue of terrorism, don't we have a seller's market for new immigrants? How does a blind Muslim get to the top of the visa list? Is there a shortage of blind, fanatical clerics in this country that I haven't noticed? Couldn't we get some Burmese with leprosy instead? A 4-year-old could do a better job choosing visa applicants than the U.S. Citizenship and Immigration Services.

One of the stunt-imams in US Airways' advertising scheme, Omar Shahin, complained about being removed from the plane, saying: "Six scholars in handcuffs. It's terrible."

Yes, especially when there was a whole conference of them! Six out of 150 is called "poor law enforcement." How did the other 144 "scholars" get off so easy?

Shahin's own "scholarship" consisted of continuing to deny Muslims were behind 9-11 nearly two months after the attacks. On Nov. 4, 2001, The Arizona Republic cited Shahin's "skepticism that Muslims or bin Laden carried out attacks on the World Trade Center and Pentagon." Shahin complained that the government was "focusing on the Arabs, the Muslims. And all the evidence shows that the Muslims are not involved in this terrorist act."

In case your memory of that time is hazy, within three days of the attack, the Justice Department had released the names of all 19 hijackers – names like Majed Moqed, Ahmed Alghamdi, Mohand Alshehri, Ahmed Ibrahim A. Al Haznawi and Ahmed Alnami. The government had excluded all but 19 passengers as possible hijackers based on extensive interviews with friends and family of nearly every passenger on all four flights. Some of the hijackers' seat numbers had been called in by flight attendants on the planes.

By early October, bin Laden had produced a videotape claiming credit for the attacks. And by Nov. 4, 2001, the New York Times had run well over 100 articles on the connections between bin Laden and the hijackers – even more detailed and sinister than the Times' flowcharts on neoconservatives!

Also, if I remember correctly, al-Qaida had taken out full-page ads in Variety and the Hollywood Reporter thanking their agents for the attacks.

But now, on the eve of the busiest travel day in America, these "scholars" have ginned up America's PC victim machinery to intimidate airlines and passengers from noticing six imams chanting "Allah" before boarding a commercial jet.

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Como se vería Michael Jackson sin la cirugía y toda la miegda

Freak on a leash sin cirugía:

Con cirugía: