<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5390916115595646564</id><updated>2011-07-31T03:54:24.870-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Srsly...WTF</title><subtitle type='html'>I Could Be Spending My Time More Usefully</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390916115595646564/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Srsly-Wtf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690655481898429114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sp_m0enfcgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RpBqnusH-58/S220/me+copy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5390916115595646564.post-6266180561380307291</id><published>2010-07-08T15:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T15:14:51.399-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Srsly-WTF: Dr. Puppybreath</title><content type='html'>So the other day when a few friends and I were shooting some hoops, we noticed a tiny, white, fluffy, cloud looking puppy come running onto the court. Beto was on the court, the puppy runs past him and Beto tweaks his ankle. He falls to the floor in agony clutching his ankle. The puppy sees this and comes to his aid and proceeds to heal him with licks and his puppy breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As bad as the injury looked, I couldn't help but laugh because the puppy wouldn't stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh that Dr. Puppybreath. That's what I named him. Anyhoo, here are a couple of pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/TDY-vBht_iI/AAAAAAAAAJk/HvdQyKkpbhE/s1600/Beto.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="365" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/TDY-vBht_iI/AAAAAAAAAJk/HvdQyKkpbhE/s400/Beto.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dr. Puppybreath going to work on Beto. I'm the white guy in the red shorts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/TDY_IBJqEUI/AAAAAAAAAJs/ghu9Z-SS9gc/s1600/White_puppy_with_cute_tongue.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/TDY_IBJqEUI/AAAAAAAAAJs/ghu9Z-SS9gc/s320/White_puppy_with_cute_tongue.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WANTED:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FOR BEING EXTREMELY ADORABLE.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh, I'll get you Dr. Puppybreath. No one hurts my friends and gets away with it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5390916115595646564-6266180561380307291?l=srsly-wtf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/feeds/6266180561380307291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/2010/07/srsly-wtf-dr-puppybreath.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390916115595646564/posts/default/6266180561380307291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390916115595646564/posts/default/6266180561380307291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/2010/07/srsly-wtf-dr-puppybreath.html' title='Srsly-WTF: Dr. Puppybreath'/><author><name>Srsly-Wtf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690655481898429114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sp_m0enfcgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RpBqnusH-58/S220/me+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/TDY-vBht_iI/AAAAAAAAAJk/HvdQyKkpbhE/s72-c/Beto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5390916115595646564.post-6577869737618882588</id><published>2010-07-07T14:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T14:21:08.541-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Srsly-WTF: An Even Bigger Question???</title><content type='html'>Who cares where LeBron signs when you have much BIGGER free agents out there in the world. Which leads me to my next question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where in the hell is the Ultimate Warrior going to sign to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/TDThWlj3_0I/AAAAAAAAAJc/0s8-kF9dbFA/s1600/ultimate-warrior.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/TDThWlj3_0I/AAAAAAAAAJc/0s8-kF9dbFA/s320/ultimate-warrior.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Personally, I think Miami makes sense...it's the only place where he can keep his gnarly tan year round and be out in public without a shirt...and/or pants. Him walking around in Chicago like that would be a bit odd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5390916115595646564-6577869737618882588?l=srsly-wtf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/feeds/6577869737618882588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/2010/07/srsly-wtf-even-bigger-question.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390916115595646564/posts/default/6577869737618882588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390916115595646564/posts/default/6577869737618882588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/2010/07/srsly-wtf-even-bigger-question.html' title='Srsly-WTF: An Even Bigger Question???'/><author><name>Srsly-Wtf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690655481898429114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sp_m0enfcgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RpBqnusH-58/S220/me+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/TDThWlj3_0I/AAAAAAAAAJc/0s8-kF9dbFA/s72-c/ultimate-warrior.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5390916115595646564.post-5219241796769568445</id><published>2010-07-07T10:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T10:06:45.771-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Srsly-WTF: What is LeBron the King of?</title><content type='html'>Without any rings...he obviously isn't the King of the NBA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King of Dunks? He doesn't ever participate in the dunk contest, even though everyone thinks he should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the King of over hype. Great player, yes...but the King. No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is only one King in LeBron's court. And that man is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delonte West, for fucking the shit out of LeBron's mom. NO ONE fucks the King's mom. Delonte West did/does....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, LeBron...you're the King of Cleveland. You replaced Drew Fuckin Carey. Great job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/TDSlttk7CXI/AAAAAAAAAJU/snQIsdYACaM/s1600/LeBron-James-View.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="249" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/TDSlttk7CXI/AAAAAAAAAJU/snQIsdYACaM/s320/LeBron-James-View.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a pic of LeBron trying to recruit Kenan Tompson, the Cryptkeeper and Predator to play with him in Cleveland.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5390916115595646564-5219241796769568445?l=srsly-wtf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/feeds/5219241796769568445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/2010/07/srsly-wtf-what-is-lebron-king-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390916115595646564/posts/default/5219241796769568445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390916115595646564/posts/default/5219241796769568445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/2010/07/srsly-wtf-what-is-lebron-king-of.html' title='Srsly-WTF: What is LeBron the King of?'/><author><name>Srsly-Wtf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690655481898429114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sp_m0enfcgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RpBqnusH-58/S220/me+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/TDSlttk7CXI/AAAAAAAAAJU/snQIsdYACaM/s72-c/LeBron-James-View.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5390916115595646564.post-4517794375468057249</id><published>2010-07-06T11:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T11:35:56.484-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SRSLY-WTF: Thought of the day: "Cool License Plate"</title><content type='html'>Someone should get this vanity plate on their vehicle. No, not Magic Johnson. Just some douche in a Corvette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would get this just for the mere fact that people, if they really thought about it, would realize that there are 5 other cars with the HIV license plate causing me to get one saying "HIV 6" for my car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, stay back away from my car bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/TDNpYbA1OTI/AAAAAAAAAJM/FM0crAAMYyA/s1600/PLATE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/TDNpYbA1OTI/AAAAAAAAAJM/FM0crAAMYyA/s400/PLATE.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5390916115595646564-4517794375468057249?l=srsly-wtf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/feeds/4517794375468057249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/2010/07/srsly-wtf-thought-of-day-cool-license.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390916115595646564/posts/default/4517794375468057249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390916115595646564/posts/default/4517794375468057249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/2010/07/srsly-wtf-thought-of-day-cool-license.html' title='SRSLY-WTF: Thought of the day: &quot;Cool License Plate&quot;'/><author><name>Srsly-Wtf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690655481898429114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sp_m0enfcgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RpBqnusH-58/S220/me+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/TDNpYbA1OTI/AAAAAAAAAJM/FM0crAAMYyA/s72-c/PLATE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5390916115595646564.post-13037824212192962</id><published>2010-01-12T09:32:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T07:46:31.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Srsly-WTF: Real-ality TV....uh....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;First and foremost...I don't consider myself to be an aficionado when it comes to outstanding TV choices....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ffff40;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But, srsly??? Do TV Execs believe that there are that many dumb fucking people to believe that these shows are NOT scripted? Sure, I think you'd like to believe that Heidi &amp;amp; Spencer just conveniently walk into the same fucking club as Lauren, EVERY FUCKING NIGHT...assuming she won't be there. They don't live in Plungerville, Iowa, where there is one barn that every college-aged kid can walk in, grab a beer and swap spit with their cousin(s). Hell, why don't they have a show about hicks and their way of life..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/S0ykqyCc1xI/AAAAAAAAAGA/UWDjCzZRYY4/s1600-h/Rednecks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/S0ykqyCc1xI/AAAAAAAAAGA/UWDjCzZRYY4/s320/Rednecks.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;VH1 Presents: Jimbo &amp;amp; DooDan: In-B-Ready for Love.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;THIS IS NOT REALITY. People WILL act differently when cameras are around, even people not in the shot that just happen to be in the vicinity of a show being filmed. Don't you think a fuck load of people would want to go try to hang out with the cast of the Real World, if they were hanging out at a bar? You never see that shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/S0ybBBV8-_I/AAAAAAAAAFY/-QkgQWsb4Kg/s1600-h/602_hiro.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/S0ybBBV8-_I/AAAAAAAAAFY/-QkgQWsb4Kg/s320/602_hiro.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;No relevance to this blog, I just really hate this guy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Man vs. Wild fucked this up for me. Two entertaining things: a guy drinking his own urine, check; squeezing fluids out of feces to stay hydrated, check. But to tell me that this fucker can't stay outside during the night and sometimes lodges in the confines of a comfy, nearby Holiday Inn... you son of a bitch, how dare you? I've seen this before...it was called "2 Girls 1 Cup". At least those sick sluts were naked. As far as survival skills, it was an entertaining way of thinking of how to prolong/quickly end my life, if my plane wrecked whenever I take that trip to the Andes mountains that&amp;nbsp; I had been saving up for, but it lost its gusto when I discovered he was in the comfort of silk sheets w/ free continental breakfast, to survive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVER, EVER in a million years would I feel the need to eat rotting feces stuffed inside a 2-month-old beaver corpse to survive...but some people might find that appealing, I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking at you, Luke Wilson...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/S0yeLpdlZGI/AAAAAAAAAFg/B0_nQSBrlB0/s1600-h/luke.wilson.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/S0yeLpdlZGI/AAAAAAAAAFg/B0_nQSBrlB0/s400/luke.wilson.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"Luke Wilson only signed on to do the AT&amp;amp;T commercials 'cause he thought Blackberries were edible." - Gary Busey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Any show w/ a "C" list celebrity trying to find love: NOT GONNA HAPPEN! EVER. Stop watching this shit. The only thing that this is good for are for the "celebrities" themselves, to try to get as much beaten-up, overused pussy as they can; the slutty bitches doing slutty shit, to try to land their own god-awful show; and Dr. Drew, because he will get the trickled-down pussy from Ray J, Bret Michaels &amp;amp; Flavor Flav to try to prove to the world that he is NOT gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/S0ygsFqn0jI/AAAAAAAAAFw/e0FR8hKtObI/s1600-h/smithersdancing.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/S0ygsFqn0jI/AAAAAAAAAFw/e0FR8hKtObI/s200/smithersdancing.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/S0ygpPrF9bI/AAAAAAAAAFo/hOlDd_gmHPc/s1600-h/300px-DrDrew.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/S0ygpPrF9bI/AAAAAAAAAFo/hOlDd_gmHPc/s200/300px-DrDrew.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; ???&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Just sayin'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Reality TV is nothing but a money-making machine that tries to capitalize on cheap, wannabe actors that want their 15 minutes. It's entertaining, don't get me wrong, but to believe that it's more realistic than say....professional wrestling, you'd have to be fucking retarded. It's one in the fucking same. "Uh...wrestling has nothing but muscle-bound, over-tanned douche bags, beating down each other" - Yep, isn't that the same premise as the Jersey Shore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/S0yjgSQ6ZrI/AAAAAAAAAF4/zagnZAz8W6s/s1600-h/Warrior.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/S0yjgSQ6ZrI/AAAAAAAAAF4/zagnZAz8W6s/s320/Warrior.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The true Fist Pump Champion....of theeeee WORLD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;and yes.....he banged Snooki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5390916115595646564-13037824212192962?l=srsly-wtf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/feeds/13037824212192962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/2010/01/srsly-wtf-real-ality-tvuh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390916115595646564/posts/default/13037824212192962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390916115595646564/posts/default/13037824212192962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/2010/01/srsly-wtf-real-ality-tvuh.html' title='Srsly-WTF: Real-ality TV....uh....'/><author><name>Srsly-Wtf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690655481898429114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sp_m0enfcgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RpBqnusH-58/S220/me+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/S0ykqyCc1xI/AAAAAAAAAGA/UWDjCzZRYY4/s72-c/Rednecks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5390916115595646564.post-6709486728043897347</id><published>2009-12-26T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T14:23:27.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Srsly-WTF: New Year's Resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;I'm not a firm believer on trying to change yourself just because it's a new year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If you really, really need that as motivation to change something that everyone hates about you, just stop and &lt;a href="http://www.suckmydick.co.uk/images/gross/hanging_by_bollocks.jpg"&gt;David Carridine&lt;/a&gt; yourself (FATALITY). Change because you want too. Not because other people want you too. You're setting yourself up for failure and everyone that wants you to change, is betting against you that you'll still remain the heartless prick that everyone hates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So save everyone the trouble and make your resolution be that, "In the year 2010, I vow to get 1 year older". Unless you die, you'll win. And if you do die, at least the rest of your friends will absolutely know for sure that you CANNOT keep, to doing anything right. See ya in hell, suckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/SzZwfF2ItYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/G6jIcIbY84E/s1600-h/tiger.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/SzZyqDHea-I/AAAAAAAAAEw/xtEchj_O-zI/s1600-h/hip.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/SzZyqDHea-I/AAAAAAAAAEw/xtEchj_O-zI/s320/hip.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The thing I hate about the holidays is all the pointless shit people do. Example: Getting 42 texts saying, "Merry Christmas". Is that really suppose to brighten my day? A fucking forward that every, lazy, pretend friend sends as well wishings for the holiday? That's worse than receiving a fruit cake from some non existent family member. So if you're that guy, vow in 2010 to not do that. I'd rather not have a message from you, so I can assume your dead and not have to worry about sending that fruit cake to your parents house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/SzZ0FIYwSZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/YE9RQ_WolEA/s1600-h/fag.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/SzZ0FIYwSZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/YE9RQ_WolEA/s320/fag.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"Ooo....Did someone say....cake.......and dick?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This also applies to those who accomplish this on Facebook, MySpace or any other social type of networking thing... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;which comes to people who update online status' in the 1st Person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Generic Named Person thinks masterbating with mayonaise is phenomenal.&lt;/strong&gt; " Don't do that, (no...not the beating off with mayo part, I heard it's divine). I'm sure people already assume, that you are personally updating your status, with your own thoughts. I would want to believe that&amp;nbsp;there aren't dumbfuck people who have to question if your update was about you, or if those thoughts happen to be of some random person but I've been proven wrong before. You're not, Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The only people who can get away with this are the mentally handicapped kids back in high school that thought they were WWE wrestlers. Why, they would have a Facebook, I dunno. I'm sure their updates would be, "&lt;strong&gt;Danny Chonger&lt;/strong&gt; lkjsssl; jksljd poop cookys hhH the gme tim 2 pay teh gme".&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But nevertheless, they would&amp;nbsp;have insane battles with&amp;nbsp;each other at lunch and challenge any other MHMR kids to title matches. &amp;nbsp;And if that didn't squash their beef, they would go to the restroom to have Penis Sword Fights. True story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/SzZ4mYMno1I/AAAAAAAAAFA/BQ2BmAYF_t8/s1600-h/rock.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/SzZ4mYMno1I/AAAAAAAAAFA/BQ2BmAYF_t8/s320/rock.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Douchebag McGee&lt;/strong&gt; is climbing a big piece of shit named, the Rock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;People that should never change are: Cholos, Guidos, Juggalos and people that wear Ed Hardy. I say this because if you ever need someone to make fun of, there's always one of them around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/SzZ7tKXzQqI/AAAAAAAAAFI/X--LmDr1lT8/s1600-h/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/SzZ7tKXzQqI/AAAAAAAAAFI/X--LmDr1lT8/s320/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Whitest looking black dudes ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/SzZ93S4tmTI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/LElDUfm6xuM/s1600-h/fat.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/SzZ93S4tmTI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/LElDUfm6xuM/s320/fat.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;No explanation needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;See ya's in the 2010 people. Be safe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5390916115595646564-6709486728043897347?l=srsly-wtf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/feeds/6709486728043897347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/2009/12/srsly-wtf-new-years-resolutions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390916115595646564/posts/default/6709486728043897347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390916115595646564/posts/default/6709486728043897347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/2009/12/srsly-wtf-new-years-resolutions.html' title='Srsly-WTF: New Year&apos;s Resolutions'/><author><name>Srsly-Wtf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690655481898429114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sp_m0enfcgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RpBqnusH-58/S220/me+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/SzZyqDHea-I/AAAAAAAAAEw/xtEchj_O-zI/s72-c/hip.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5390916115595646564.post-5848771143610760534</id><published>2009-12-08T11:00:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T11:15:44.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Srsly-WTF: Shit That Should Not Be on ESPN.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;There are a billion sports in the world...actual sports...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So I don't get when ESPN, my beloved ESPN, decides to waste my life with programs that require ZERO athletic ability from it's participants. Much less have 4 or 5 shows dedicated to this crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ANYTHING NASCAR/AUTO RACING/VEHICLES:&lt;/b&gt; There is nothing sadder than any person actually considering this as an actual sport. Much less, any person willing to pay hundreds of dollars to go to the track, sit for 4 hours, stare at 30 cars, doing the same thing...over and over again. "Yeah, but it's exciting because of the crashes." Well if you like shit like that, go hang out with Tiger, Moesha or any asian woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I suppose stupid concepts appeal to the stupid, inbred people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sx6KvTIAUCI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/IooeUXmiImk/s1600-h/inbreeding.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sx6KvTIAUCI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/IooeUXmiImk/s400/inbreeding.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;If for some reason, you get a NASCAR leather jacket from me for Christmas, that means I really hate you and consider you a waste of life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;POKER:&lt;/b&gt; Don't get me wrong, I do enjoy gambling. I just don't need to sit and watch douchebags playing for 2 hours. On the other hand, dogs playing poker.... that totally rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sx6Nh8tBqEI/AAAAAAAAAEY/RBneG6tmLqI/s1600-h/dogs-playing-poker.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sx6Nh8tBqEI/AAAAAAAAAEY/RBneG6tmLqI/s400/dogs-playing-poker.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Fuckin' cheating bulldog is hiding a card!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Michael Vick doesn't like cheaters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Finally, Lou Holtz should not be on ANY TV anymore. Lou, who are you trying to fool with your colored hair, dentures, saggy zombie-esque skin and radioactive colored tan. I'm sure he is a fantastic great, great, great, great, great, great grandpa, but man...HDTV is no friend to Lou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't look at him without thinking he is about to die. I don't want to listen to him because he has more saliva in his mouth than Sylvester the Cat. Blah, anyone that can say that they are almost 2 centuries old shouldn't be on television. If I want your insight Lou, I'll ask you how Moses was and why Cane was such a dick to his brother. I'll ask about Pangaea and how long it took you to travel continents once the great split occurred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I say this with the utmost respect to Lou Holtz, I just have more respect for my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sx6XZfr9AjI/AAAAAAAAAEg/umd14Nz58cY/s1600-h/lou.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sx6XZfr9AjI/AAAAAAAAAEg/umd14Nz58cY/s400/lou.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5390916115595646564-5848771143610760534?l=srsly-wtf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/feeds/5848771143610760534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/2009/12/srsly-wtf-shit-that-should-not-be-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390916115595646564/posts/default/5848771143610760534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390916115595646564/posts/default/5848771143610760534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/2009/12/srsly-wtf-shit-that-should-not-be-on.html' title='Srsly-WTF: Shit That Should Not Be on ESPN.'/><author><name>Srsly-Wtf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690655481898429114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sp_m0enfcgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RpBqnusH-58/S220/me+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sx6KvTIAUCI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/IooeUXmiImk/s72-c/inbreeding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5390916115595646564.post-1512159058256170774</id><published>2009-11-25T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T08:53:25.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Srsly-WTF: Shit, People, Things....I Hate.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Since the holidays are within your pudgy finger's reach&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Why not make a list of all the crap that makes me want to blow my head off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm not really big on late night talk shows. I'm getting old, so I need as much sleep as I can. Occasionally, I'll catch Conan, Letterman...just to see if he has any tips on picking up chicks. But if there was ever a waste of an hour, late night or not, Jimmy Fallon takes the cake on , "If he killed himself on stage on live tv, I wouldn't care...I'd still probably rather watch the Big City Slider informercials".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The guy is unbearable to watch. I was watching his monologue, which is a 5 minutes too long, 5 minute set...and it was painful. He is dull as hell, makes it seem like he is reading from the cue cards with the accuracy of a 2nd grader and just kills the punch lines with his Dave Matthews like delivery. By that, I mean he sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Why they gave him his own show, I don't know. It's like when the casting director decided to cast Rosie O' Donnell and Dan Akroyd for, "Exit to Eden". Whatever the case, they must have been smoking some amazing shit, to think any of these decisions made sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sw1MDjRY0LI/AAAAAAAAAD4/fNfZT6s4kmE/s1600/gay.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sw1MDjRY0LI/AAAAAAAAAD4/fNfZT6s4kmE/s320/gay.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If there's a few things we should know by now it's that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Vampires &lt;b&gt;DON'T&lt;/b&gt;: glitter, eat deer, get there hair and makeup professionally done, play baseball and especially don't give people piggy back rides when they fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; I had an easier time believing they can be black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sw1NY6cDmvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/dAqG0omVGvs/s1600/vampire.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sw1NY6cDmvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/dAqG0omVGvs/s320/vampire.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sw1PTgNlgQI/AAAAAAAAAEI/0Mn4aYhhvAs/s1600/gays.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sw1PTgNlgQI/AAAAAAAAAEI/0Mn4aYhhvAs/s320/gays.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sigh, I shouldn't even go here...but if I saw this guy literally, choking on a dick,&amp;nbsp; you wouldn't see me rushing to the phone to call the paramedics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;End. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5390916115595646564-1512159058256170774?l=srsly-wtf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/feeds/1512159058256170774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/2009/11/srsly-wtf-shit-people-thingsi-hate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390916115595646564/posts/default/1512159058256170774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390916115595646564/posts/default/1512159058256170774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/2009/11/srsly-wtf-shit-people-thingsi-hate.html' title='Srsly-WTF: Shit, People, Things....I Hate.'/><author><name>Srsly-Wtf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690655481898429114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sp_m0enfcgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RpBqnusH-58/S220/me+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sw1MDjRY0LI/AAAAAAAAAD4/fNfZT6s4kmE/s72-c/gay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5390916115595646564.post-2820059767019145369</id><published>2009-10-23T10:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T10:34:24.986-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Srsly-WTF: Commercials that Need to Kill Themselves Already.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: orange;"&gt;It's already bad enough that I have to sit through 5 minutes of commercials at a time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;But honestly, do I really need to sit through all the stupid shit thrown at me? I could easily walk away and pre-occupy myself with something more entertaining, like putting my head into a stove, but when my ass is parked in front of the tv watching sports, I'm harder to pull away from it then Ted Nugent at a slaughterhouse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;1. Those &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ja9ADVtteiA&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;Coors Light commercials&lt;/a&gt; with the coaches need to fucking end. It wasn't funny the first time it came out 3 years ago and I understand those terrible "normal dude" actors need to eat, but srsly, die already. Just show those guys getting some decent ass on tv, thanks to Coors Light...and I'd be willing to buy your shit beer... maybe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. Anything Taco Bell. ANYTHING. Sure, they cater to the obese and socially awkward with there "4th Meal" plan, and I'm sure that gets some fat fuck hard at 1 am while flipping through channels, but that's not appealing to normal people. Black tacos? No one likes Black People, JK...no srsly....no one likes black people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/SuHXST5i1CI/AAAAAAAAADg/unwCvMvxeBI/s1600-h/black_guy_missing_teeth.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/SuHXST5i1CI/AAAAAAAAADg/unwCvMvxeBI/s320/black_guy_missing_teeth.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3. When the fuck was the last time that Jim Breuer was relevant?? Right? No one knows. I was gonna quote my buddy Albert, but I couldn't find his Tweet about him. Regardless, who the hell is the genius that smoked cracked and during a marketing meeting thought, "Hey...you know who would be good at selling pizza? Jim Fuckin' Breuer". And to add to his appeal, why not stick an annoying as fuck one line catch phrase on his ass, "JACKPOT"! I'm sure the mere mention of POT should have some sticking power in the minds of older people who remember him from Half Baked, but now a days, that's not relevant. Get a real smoking legend of today's time, like my friend Ervin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/SuHaK0NeCYI/AAAAAAAAADo/lbi9_3npGE0/s1600-h/nacho.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/SuHaK0NeCYI/AAAAAAAAADo/lbi9_3npGE0/s400/nacho.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;He wasn't dressed up for Halloween, this was sometime Mid January. That's how blazed he was.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm sure there are plenty of commercials I'm missing, but I'm still pissed about Jim Breuer. Fuck, I hate that guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/SuHa9o2vd6I/AAAAAAAAADw/IC0b3J-mkvg/s1600-h/jim_breuer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/SuHa9o2vd6I/AAAAAAAAADw/IC0b3J-mkvg/s400/jim_breuer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5390916115595646564-2820059767019145369?l=srsly-wtf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/feeds/2820059767019145369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/2009/10/srsly-wtf-commercials-that-need-to-kill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390916115595646564/posts/default/2820059767019145369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390916115595646564/posts/default/2820059767019145369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/2009/10/srsly-wtf-commercials-that-need-to-kill.html' title='Srsly-WTF: Commercials that Need to Kill Themselves Already.'/><author><name>Srsly-Wtf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690655481898429114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sp_m0enfcgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RpBqnusH-58/S220/me+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/SuHXST5i1CI/AAAAAAAAADg/unwCvMvxeBI/s72-c/black_guy_missing_teeth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5390916115595646564.post-5861385593963147186</id><published>2009-09-11T10:36:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T10:42:34.266-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Srsly WTF: Mexico</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;javascript:void(0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So I have this amazing idea...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sqp94z0CkjI/AAAAAAAAAC4/tdym9cjt6cw/s1600-h/mexico.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sqp94z0CkjI/AAAAAAAAAC4/tdym9cjt6cw/s400/mexico.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I blame everything that is bad in the world, EVERYTHING, on Mexico. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Honestly, other than mexican food, can you name anything else good that came out of that fucked up country? You know what, I'm sure mexican food originated from some other country and they just stole it, fucking thieves.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I haven't heard ONE good thing about that country, even in elementary school, the teacher would point out Mexico on the map and say, "Well there's Mexico...umm..it's below us?" That's as good as it gets, it's below the United States.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yeah, I saw, "A Day Without A Mexican", I don't think the impact of missing illegal Mexican workers in the US would be that great. The only reason they work all the shitty jobs is because they get to choose one of the following:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. Selling tacos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. Stealing shit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3. Selling drugs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4. Kill people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;5. Or work on Primer Impacto &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And of the 5% of Mexicans with morals that don't wanna do jobs 2-5, the other 2% of them are desperate enough to work as janitors here in the states for less than minimum wage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Being hispanic, I am not stoked that the majority of the population in the US will soon become Latino. God dammit, it would be like the Liberal Arts Building at UTEP times 2348230948230948. You'd drive to fucking Wisconsin, thinking that would be last place you'd see them and BOOM! You'd hear Nextel Chirps, see bad haircuts and people wearing clothes that cost more than their house.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I can't even find a picture of a fucking fresa. They're like vampires. But more annoying and super tanned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/SqpwbitOTfI/AAAAAAAAACg/9m7jxNvpToM/s1600-h/Edward+Cullen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/SqpwbitOTfI/AAAAAAAAACg/9m7jxNvpToM/s320/Edward+Cullen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Murders, Rapings, Corrupt EVERYTHING, Chupacabras, Swine Flu, Taco Bell Chihuahua,&amp;nbsp; AIDS - yes AIDS, Osama Bin Laden - (You do realize that he is just pissed that everyone thinks he looks like he's from Mexico), &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Those Wolf Boys that perform in the Circus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;,&amp;nbsp; Mexico has done nothing good. Nothing to cement it's mark on the World. If I were another planetary being and I visited Earth, and saw the big shit stain known as Mexico, I'd blow that bitch to smitherines.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sqp7jeAXZlI/AAAAAAAAACw/iPMrZ3OZPeo/s1600-h/wolf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sqp7jeAXZlI/AAAAAAAAACw/iPMrZ3OZPeo/s400/wolf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5390916115595646564-5861385593963147186?l=srsly-wtf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/feeds/5861385593963147186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/2009/09/srsly-wtf-mexico.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390916115595646564/posts/default/5861385593963147186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390916115595646564/posts/default/5861385593963147186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/2009/09/srsly-wtf-mexico.html' title='Srsly WTF: Mexico'/><author><name>Srsly-Wtf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690655481898429114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sp_m0enfcgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RpBqnusH-58/S220/me+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sqp94z0CkjI/AAAAAAAAAC4/tdym9cjt6cw/s72-c/mexico.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5390916115595646564.post-6336536201587892498</id><published>2009-09-09T08:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T09:01:09.344-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Srsly WTF: Jon &amp; Kate Plus 8 - Get AIDS Already.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Really... I am fucking blogging about Jon &amp;amp; Kate?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Maybe it's my extreme boredom, but these two have had it coming. I think today was the last straw, as I was going through my Facebook friends and saw a couple of posts about them. Honestly, these people should die and there kids be given to the Octomom, so she can sell them for more plastic surgery. I have had the unfortunate chance to watch an episode or two of this horrible show and I don't see the big deal about this. "They have 8 kids." - Uh, so. They're fucking rich. It shouldn't be that fucking hard for them to raise those little bastards. If they didn't have cameras on them 24/7, I'm sure they would have hired 3 nannies. Yeah, how fucking interesting would have that been?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;But for all it's worth, if I was Jon or Kate, I'd be pissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;1. If I were Jon, I'd be pissed that Kate has potential to be hot, but chooses to look like a high school softball playing, soccer mom, twat eating lesbian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sqe8OwGdDyI/AAAAAAAAACI/nZuGfgBKucc/s1600-h/Kate.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sqe8OwGdDyI/AAAAAAAAACI/nZuGfgBKucc/s320/Kate.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;2. If I were Kate, I would be super pissed because this dude I'm married to, is the douche bag, dude bro reincarnation of William Hung. All the Ed Hardy shirts in the world wouldn't cover up the fact that Jon is a pussbag. Fuck that, if I was a dude bro, I'd be fucking pissed! This cock sucker is making you guys look like dumb fucks, rocking your gear. If I was Ed Hardy, I'd pay him, NOT TO WEAR MY SHIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sqe_KinliVI/AAAAAAAAACQ/2v83iWmy4zM/s1600-h/JOn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sqe_KinliVI/AAAAAAAAACQ/2v83iWmy4zM/s320/JOn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Also, did Jon artificially inseminate himself, because all his fucking kids are replicas of him. I see nothing of Kate. NOTHING. 8 little fucking William Hung's as my children, WTF I'd be furious as hell. Imagine gathering them up at your parents house for Christmas. Fuckin'&amp;nbsp; A! The grandparents would be confused as fuck as to why there is 8 Chinese dudes singin' "Livin' La Vida Loca".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Either way, fuck em' both.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/SqfBE-MRYSI/AAAAAAAAACY/ghqMOIsuRA8/s1600-h/John-and-Kate-Plus-8-divorce.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/SqfBE-MRYSI/AAAAAAAAACY/ghqMOIsuRA8/s400/John-and-Kate-Plus-8-divorce.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5390916115595646564-6336536201587892498?l=srsly-wtf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/feeds/6336536201587892498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/2009/09/srsly-wtf-jon-kate-plus-8-get-aids.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390916115595646564/posts/default/6336536201587892498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390916115595646564/posts/default/6336536201587892498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/2009/09/srsly-wtf-jon-kate-plus-8-get-aids.html' title='Srsly WTF: Jon &amp; Kate Plus 8 - Get AIDS Already.'/><author><name>Srsly-Wtf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690655481898429114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sp_m0enfcgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RpBqnusH-58/S220/me+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sqe8OwGdDyI/AAAAAAAAACI/nZuGfgBKucc/s72-c/Kate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5390916115595646564.post-3874787403339872042</id><published>2009-09-08T08:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T08:16:28.895-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Srsly WTF: Angry Mom at Kohl's</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Last Time I Checked, It Wasn't 1964&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: x-small;"&gt;While being in the Rachel Ray section of Kohl's scouring for amazing deals on pots &amp;amp; pans, I overhear a very furious voice, cussing up a storm. Mind you, it was Labor Day weekend, and by no means, was the store empty. Regardless, this fact did not seem to deter this retarded woman, to yell at her kids and HIT THEM, in public. I don't think there kids were going crazy at the store and if they were, it's the parents fault for not teaching them how to behave in public. So in plain view of people, this woman states,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"You motherfuckers, fucking behave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;! This is why I never take you little shits anywhere! You guys fucking embarrass me in public!"&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/SqZkuc_IIlI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rp50WrONd1s/s1600-h/angry_mom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/SqZkuc_IIlI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rp50WrONd1s/s320/angry_mom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Then she proceeds to smack the shit out of one little boys over the head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Not only did a million thoughts cross my mind at this moment, but flashbacks also came haunting me, as I instantly remembered how my mom would smack me with anything that was within her reach, shoes, boots, spoons, rollers, belts...didn't matter. At least....that was in the privacy of our own home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/SqZklW2iwDI/AAAAAAAAABw/FR2Vohb69i4/s1600-h/contest4-4277.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/SqZklW2iwDI/AAAAAAAAABw/FR2Vohb69i4/s400/contest4-4277.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I truly felt bad for those boys, as they should feel embarrassed of their parents. They both wore faded biker gear, several sizes too small. Terrible tattoos, bad teeth...the whole nine yards. If you have to beat your kids, don't do it in public, you look like a jackass, regardless if your kids are doing dumb shit. Kindly and politely escort them to the restroom, then choke them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/SqZmWqmeX7I/AAAAAAAAACA/hlEr2nSlKFQ/s1600-h/shawne.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/SqZmWqmeX7I/AAAAAAAAACA/hlEr2nSlKFQ/s400/shawne.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5390916115595646564-3874787403339872042?l=srsly-wtf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/feeds/3874787403339872042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/2009/09/srsly-wtf-angry-mom-at-kohls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390916115595646564/posts/default/3874787403339872042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390916115595646564/posts/default/3874787403339872042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/2009/09/srsly-wtf-angry-mom-at-kohls.html' title='Srsly WTF: Angry Mom at Kohl&apos;s'/><author><name>Srsly-Wtf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690655481898429114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sp_m0enfcgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RpBqnusH-58/S220/me+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/SqZkuc_IIlI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Rp50WrONd1s/s72-c/angry_mom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5390916115595646564.post-6354807668513903165</id><published>2009-09-04T10:38:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T10:45:25.905-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Srsly WTF: Craigslist = Shit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #e69138;"&gt;I'm on Craigslist, 24/7&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And it never ceases to amaze me, the amount of utterly useless, broken, out of date crap that people post. Not only does that urk me, but just the fact that they make up these selling prices and think anyone in their right state of mind would pay that price. This crap was barely cool in the 70's and 80's, what makes people think it looks good 30 something years later. Some things don't get better with age, look at David Lee Roth, he is all sorts of fucked up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/SqFBQjwNsQI/AAAAAAAAABg/Wmbx19HEy5A/s1600-h/Crap.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/SqFBQjwNsQI/AAAAAAAAABg/Wmbx19HEy5A/s400/Crap.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I have to create a new site, dedicated to the sale of shitty stuff at reasonable prices. I'll call it Krangslist. In honor of Krang from TMNT, who for some reason always had useless devices that he devised to attempt to destroy the Ninja Turtles, and of course, time after time, it was an EPIC FAIL. 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This my friend is the, "Mongolian Death Worm", yes... a worm that brings death....in Mongolia. They're anywhere in between 2 to 5 feet long. Yeah, baby Tremors. I wouldn't mess with them, for one, they shoot Sulfuric acid from there mouth, and if that doesn't freak you out, they shoot electricity, from there rectum. And if you so happen to be in Mongolia, for whatever reason and come across one of these bad boys, if you touch them, you die. God damn, Asia is fucked up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;If you find one on Craigslist, let me know. I'd like to purchase one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-size: x-small;"&gt;If you have a problem with them breeding in your yard, there's only one man to call, to exterminate them:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900;"&gt;                                            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Last Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand when people are fucking rude. Especially when you're polite and kindly apologize like the gentleman you were brought up to be. Needless to say, rushing to a table for some delicious wings and cheap booze, we are informed by this middle aged dude and his wife (Both in very demeaning tones of voice) that, &lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"This is our table, we reserved it."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;We then kindly apologized to his majesty and made way to wait. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Then a few thoughts came to mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. This is an establishment that runs on serving appetizers, I doubt reservations are needed.&lt;br /&gt;2. Why the fuck is he wearing a gold chain?&lt;br /&gt;3. Why would any self respecting middle-aged man think it was cool to bring his wife to a place where young people hang out?&lt;br /&gt;4. I bet you, he plays softball on Sundays/beats his wife/his wife beats him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sp_uaSVrLzI/AAAAAAAAAA4/QnKoXI8Rj0I/s1600-h/Douche.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377278615470419762" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sp_uaSVrLzI/AAAAAAAAAA4/QnKoXI8Rj0I/s400/Douche.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 minutes pass, we are seated with drink in hand. We notice he and his lady are at the bar, complaining, because apparently they believe that they should be served ASAP and shouldn't have to wait, regardless of the amount of people ahead of them.  So of course, Karma being awesome, we get our orders way before they do, have a chuckle with the server, watching as they storm off furious, realizing the fact that assholes never win. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5390916115595646564-4076094442248423610?l=srsly-wtf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/feeds/4076094442248423610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/2009/09/srsly-wtf-restaraunt-douche-bags.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390916115595646564/posts/default/4076094442248423610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390916115595646564/posts/default/4076094442248423610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://srsly-wtf.blogspot.com/2009/09/srsly-wtf-restaraunt-douche-bags.html' title='Srsly WTF: Restaraunt Douche Bags'/><author><name>Srsly-Wtf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16690655481898429114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sp_m0enfcgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RpBqnusH-58/S220/me+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LTj-vque17E/Sp_uaSVrLzI/AAAAAAAAAA4/QnKoXI8Rj0I/s72-c/Douche.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
