lol-romeoSo I’m taking over this thang today.

Don’t like it?  Tough shit. 

Now, I know what you’re thinking, it’s going to be all golf, Buckeyes and LeBron, and you know, for a second there, I thought about it.  Just kidding.  It didn’t even cross my mind.  See, I know what you people like, and I’m a man of the people.  I know you like boobs, so there’s some boobs in there.  I know you like a diverse selection of linkage to quell the ever-burning boredom that’s known as the “workday.” 

Sure, I might not be Rexy or clown, but who is?  There’s a good chance you’ll leave this thinking to yourself, “shit, spencer is just a giant dickbag,” and you know, if that’s all the response you give, that’s fine with me.  I’m here to do one job, and one job only, and that’s to provide you with a solid 20 minutes of distraction or maybe link to something that’ll serve as a great print’n’shit. 

And if that’s the only thing I accomplish, then hell, that’s good enough for me.  Think of me as your weekend daddy’s friend who lost a ton in poker and instead of paying up, I’m watching you while he bangs weekend mommy silly for the afternoon.  Sure, my apartment smells like mold and there’s a bong on the table, but hey, your real parents wouldn’t let you watch Jerry Springer, would they?  Thought so.  Read on for the linky nougat.

I’m not going to go all “politicky” on you, but I wasn’t a big W supporter.  I thought he came off as a retard.  A retard with wealthy parents and great connections, but a retard, plain and simple.  And it says a lot about our soon-to-be former president when you hear quotes like this from noted sophisticate, golfer Boo Weekley. 

According to Stewart Mandel, Ohio State and Texas are headed for a Fiesta Bowl matchup.  Should make things interesting around here…im sure we’ll hear a lot of, “oh, how cute, an FCS team got invited to a BCS Bowl,” and, “fucking Texas sucks a bag of dicks, why don’t they play defense?”  Pray this happens.

Pardon my Freedom, but the Freedom are a bunch of pussies.  So don’t worry, Lance, just carb load on Freedom Toast and Freedom fries and try to dodge the baguettes, second hand smoke and BO.

Anyone got an idea of how to get more Rays fans to come out to games?  Here’s one that’s not on the list…raising ticket prices.

Really have no idea why I’m linking to this, but I love design and I must’ve spent a good half hour with it in the loo today. 

When it comes to video games, I’m fickle.  I pick one game and get so freakishly good at it, that it’s impossible to enjoy it with others.  I’ve been addicted to four of the games on this list.  There were varying degrees of addiction.  For example, I played Starcraft probably 3 or 4 hours per day in high school but I was addicted to Diablo II to the point where I would play online from 1am, when I got off work, until 9am the next day.  But I was the most addicted to Counterstrike.  Extended pot exposure plus game that’s easy to waste for hours plus incredible hand-eye coordination from hours of guitar playing equals…well, yea, I missed a fuck ton of class.  The current addiction is Soul Calibur IV, which I am unbeatable with seven characters in.  That’s right, ladies, I’m a versatile nerd.  Stayed the fuck away from WoW and Ever-crack tho…that shit’ll ruin your life.  Looking back, it’s kind of shocking that I actually got laid.

Need something to drink?  Drain the lizard!

It’s shit like this that fuels my anti-drug enforcement sentiment.  Why are we wasting public money on trying to fight and unwinnable “war?”  Why do we spend $700 million annually trying to fight marijuana traficking alone when it does absolutely nothing?  JFK High School in downtown Cleveland has a 25% male graduation rate.  25% fucking percent.  Yet we spend billions to put a proverbial finger in the drug-import dike and billions per month on a war that we’re fighting for no fucking reason.  Just let that figure sink in again…25% male graduation rate.  One out of fucking four.  I might be retarded, but it seems like that money would be better spent elsewhere.

NBA fan or not, this is a phenomenal book.  Fantastic writing, great art and, well, you’re looking for more in a book?  Jesus, you’re hard to please.  Just fucking buy it and thank me later.

And now…boobs.  Historic boobs.  Boobs that were on the cover of the 1997 Swimsuit issue which came out when I was 13.  Um…yea.

(Romeo pic H/T: KSK)

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