Monday, November 9, 2009

Funny Man Beer

I visited some relatives last night and although the good times keep comin with that lot, I could not help but think back to the time when I lived with the funniest man roaming the face of the earth- if you guessed Mr. Beer, you get an 'A' in history.

I mean, look at the picture dudes. What is there not to love.

Mr. Beer is oh so funny. The man can lay on a blanket in the middle of an Escandido park with homeless bums roaming around taking food from complete teenage strangers and STILL pop off seeming useless history trivia. Not bad in my book.

Shout out to the Beer! Keep it up old man:)

Your faithful fan,

Furry

I love my hair short.
Reasons for short hair
1. I like it
2. Shorter shower time
3. Use less shampoo
4. Tend to style more when short
5. Boys don't like it... woops! Did I just type that:)
6. I cannot think of another reason other than I just kinda want to wack it all off!
I wanted to share a rather funny facebook post between some friends and I... it made me cry from laughing so hard- join in the fun!

Sarah Anderson: (note to Pookie)

Woman! I have a funny story for you… Once upon a time (aka yesterday around 8:15 in the pm) Sarah was told by an intramural ref that her shorts were too short. Sarah adamantly denied the accusation and quickly pointed out that said chica had approved three other female players with the SAME EXACT shorts on to play. Chica stumbled over the few words in vocabulary and mustered up the following excuse“I get to have the last say and they don’t hit your leg where I think they should.” Could it be- chica- that the shorts really are BYU approved, but that my legs take up ¾ of my body so it looks a wee bit different?????! Discrimination comes in all forms. I almost tore her head off her scrawny, white, pathetic looking body. Stay tune!Read More

Scruffy McScruff: (comments on my note)

this one time: they made me go home and shave. so i did. i raced home, shaved, and raced back. i went back to the same chick and she said i missed a spot, and made me go home and shave again. and this was before i even had to shave in all reality. i think that's why i hate shaving forever now. but i also learned that the intramural dudes cared a lot less as to whether you shaved or not. next time, i suggest checking into the game with a dude - doubt he'll mind sexy short shorts. hhEEeeeEEEy girl hhHHheeEEEEyYYy!!

Pookie: (comments after Scruffy's note)

I am peeing my pants right now. No seriously. One time whilst playing flag football, there was a girl on the other team who thought she was more of a pro athlete than an intramural college student. She was playing unnecesarily rough against me and I decided to let her know I was no sissy. The evil sinister villain came out in me and the next play I decided whethere she had the ball or not, I would "think" she did and grab her flags/ britches and pants her. Humiliation was my weapon to get her off my back. The ball flew and I yanked hard and her one pant leg ripped entirely off fom about 4 inches below the crotch on down exposing her white ninjas for all to see. Everyone was concerned over her underwear debacle. I giggled manically at the snafu. O'doyle Rules!

I feel that every story should have a take-away lesson (aka tal)...

TAL from intramural conversation-
1. An intramural ref must possess one or all of the above - power trip, sucks at the actual sport and feels the need to be connected in some way or another, has no life and hungers for social interaction.

2. I love my friends:)