» Monthly Archives: March 2009
By: Bobby Finstock on 03/24/09 @ 6:45 am
Whatever happened to just having sex? With the advancement of modern technology some people are incapable of having sex without using a swing, glow in the dark lubricant, and an array of mechanical devices including power tools.
Of course some people see these tools, toys, and gadgets and don’t want to spend the money. Instead of [...]
By: Armand Assante's Left Ventricle on 03/23/09 @ 5:58 am
Washington, D.C. – After receiving word that President Obama had instructed the U.S. Treasury to “pursue every legal avenue” to block the 165 million dollars that AIG has paid out to certain executives, the failing financial institution released a statement.
“Hey, this is some stuff we are contractually obligated to do, man,” said AIG spokesperson Shag [...]
By: Bobby Finstock on 03/22/09 @ 7:47 am
(Today is my birthday. I am probably collapsed in a pool of my own vomit and urine right now. But as a special gift for my birthday I have a very important guest blogger. A man that helped me develop my sense of humor and an actual blood relative… my Uncle John. This is the [...]
By: Bobby Finstock on 03/20/09 @ 6:35 am
I’m back on the Match.com dating wagon again. Last week I went on a date with a woman that is training to do a MMA fight. Basically she probably could snap my neck whenever she felt like it, which is kind of hot.
This time around I wanted to make sure that I go on high [...]
By: Bobby Finstock on 03/19/09 @ 7:12 am
Close to two years ago I asked your opinion on Justin Timberlake and if I should have some level of appreciation for him. Today I ask you again to help me come to a decision on Katy Perry.
In a reversal of how I usually do things I am going to lay out the negative arguments [...]
By: Bobby Finstock on 03/18/09 @ 7:25 am
When I graduated high school some of my friends were asked to play for a bar league softball team that was looking to stack the team with talented former baseball players. Well I wasn’t that talented and wasn’t asked to play that summer. The next summer when I came back from college I joined my [...]