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» Monthly Archives: February 2008

The Quality of Your Cities Craigslist Hookers is Proportionate to the Quality of the Women in Your City- The Boston Review

By: Bobby Finstock on 02/21/08 @ 7:34 am

For those of you who remember I did a groundbreaking study on this subject when I moved to Buffalo in the summer, in order to understand rest of this blog you should my initial research here. There are charts, pictures of hookers, and jokes about world leaders on that page, what isn’t there to love?
Now [...]




I May Have Just Hit Rock Bottom

By: Bobby Finstock on 02/20/08 @ 7:53 am

I am sitting here writing this blog post in an empty bathtub, half naked, shivering… I may or may not have crapped myself. Why am I telling you this? I am fighting addiction, it isn’t pretty, it isn’t clean, and I can’t hide it anymore. Today I need your help in overcoming my problem, I [...]




Tossed Salad and KFC

By: Bobby Finstock on 02/18/08 @ 7:19 am

On Friday night I went out in Geneseo, which is where a lot of my drunken mistake blogs took place. It was kind of a welcome home/going away party all wrapped up into one before I set out to move to Boston.




A Little Pop Crunch Action

By: Bobby Finstock on 02/15/08 @ 5:25 pm

This one is for the kids on a Friday afternoon…




I already know how I am going to die

By: Bobby Finstock on 02/15/08 @ 8:00 am

No this isn’t a suicide note… don’t get excited.
I have to say one of the things that bring me joy everyday is reading about the dumb ways that people die.   It’s not like I seek out these stories due to some sick perversion in order to achieve an erection or morbid curiosity, when they [...]




The Green Booger Girl Chronicles Part 3

By: Bobby Finstock on 02/14/08 @ 7:00 am

To read the first two parts of the series, click here.
The green booger girl and I had reached a stage where… wait let me rephrase that. I had reached a stage where I need to start sticking my penis into something. Going home with blue balls from intense make out sessions on the couch for [...]




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