184 proof?!?
That isn’t a typo. Save up some liver boys, you are gonna need it.
And by boys, I mean Gobot.
That isn’t a typo. Save up some liver boys, you are gonna need it.
And by boys, I mean Gobot.
RIP Mr. Knotts. You made me laugh a LOT.
Today is the Birthday of Gobotsodimizer.
Hide your toys.
I don’t know how I feel about this.
One one hand, you are making another aspect of life more impersonal and taking a job away from some punk kid.
On the other, I don’t have to deal with the truculent demeanor of the aforementioned punk kid.
So instead of trying to be funny or something I thought I would take the dirty dirty hippy approach this morning and link this site where you can take that old computer rather than ramming it in the hollow of the old oak in the park.
Although, if I were to get a tattoo, I think it would be a Murloc. Those guys are BASTARDS.

We should come up with a new mission for the Inebriated Mission Force this year. It’s been awhile since we’ve had decent drunken hijinks.
I’m thinking maybe some geektastic LED throwie spamming. (QT movie link)
Tell me THAT doesn’t look like a good time.
Going to need some venture capital, but here’s instructions.
John Kricfalusi has a blog.
All kinds of cool artwork and stuff. Looks like he’s trying to get more cartoonery on the air, which would be wicked awesome.
that I would someday own a house with hidden passeges.
This is good because:
-Neil Gaiman wrote it.
-It’s got Cthulhu in it.
-The term “suckling at their mothers’ pseudomammaria” is in it.
What’s not to like?