Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Can All You Birthers Just Shut The Fuck Up Now?

Jesus Fucking Christ, the absolute willful ignorance of these people is stunning. Obama released the long form of his birth certificate just for you.
Here, now STFU and go pound sand in your asses.
I'm sure the first thing out of your mouths will be is why did it take so long.
Fuck you.
Like anyone could even file to get on the ballot without this being double  checked from the get go.

Now go away and go back to bitching about brown people and talking shit about secession.
Ignorant fucks.

Lets cut the bullshit here. this has always been dog whistle that you are pissed that a black man got elected.
I guess maybe now the only option is to come out and say it out loud.

Sunday, April 24, 2011

From Eight Cents To Five Dollars A Serving

Depression era cooking and recipes are making a huge come back, out of necessity.
Clara, has some experience in this matter and shares her experiences.

Both sets of my Grandparents grew up and lived through the Great depression and I am sure they would be able to identify with this lady, I know I grew up with them and shared some meals that originated back then.
It is good that we are lucky enough that there are still some of these folks around to share their knowledge, pay fucking attention when they offered to share.
I know I miss both my Grandparents on my Mothers side fiercely and kick myself in the ass for not paying attention to what they were trying to teach me.
Truly, youth is wasted on the young.
Imagine what is going to  happen to the current crop of our younger generation, who can barely be bothered to drop the controls to their video games long enough to eat some processed crap out of  a bag, when REAL hard times come a knocking.

Saturday, April 23, 2011

Empty Rooms

This is a great video that I shamelessly swiped from my good friend Suzanne after she posted it over at Late Late night at FireDogLake.
Gary Moore does a superb job on this tune.
Unfortunately, Gary died suddenly earlier this year of a suspected heart attack. He was truly one of the under appreciated great guitarists He played for Thin Lizzy and BB King and a host of other legends. He also had a great solo career
This is the live version and it is rather long but worth watching, every minute of it.

So long Gary, we hardly knew ya.

Thursday, April 21, 2011

It's Time For Me To Spend More time With My Family

Yeah, the one you ignored while you did the Horizontal Bop with some lady who was married to your friend, who you tried to buy off to keep his mouth shut.

Two years of stalling, when the evidence against you painted you like a low level fence.

Finally, someone leaked to this complete fucking asshole that the  Ethics committee had him dead to rights

Nevada Sen. John Ensign, facing an ethics investigation stemming from an affair with a campaign aide, will resign his seat Friday, his office announced Thursday afternoon.

Game over, fucker.

20 months left in his term, after he already cried like the trapped cat that he is and said he wasn't going to run for reelection to spare his family,

The Republican had announced in March that he would not seek a third term in 2012, saying he wanted to spare his family from an "exceptionally ugly" campaign.

Jeeze, I wonder what what going through his crooked little mind, way back then.

Wake up with a Bullzeye in the mirror every fucking morning did we?

I want to know why the wives of these motherfuckers don't just go ballistic, publicly, over these idiots.
Take them for every dime they will ever own for the rest of their miserable fucking lives and hire a hottie pool boy.

Either way, one less  lifelong career scumbag thieving, lying cocksucker of a republican hoisted on his own petard works for me.

Two guesses where this fucktard is going to wind up at.

 A lobbyist or at some fucking Right Wing Welfare Think Tank.

I can only hope he has a permanent limp from when his wife kicked him square in the balls, twice.

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Watch And Listen

There is a little something for everyone here, just stick around long enough and pay fucking attention.

This time, it's the message, not the tune you should be paying attention to.

Monday, April 18, 2011

Yo, Eh, Fixer, Gordon,Bob,Get a Load Of This Ignorant Fucking DoucheBag.

,This is just so fucking typical.
 Get the fuck away from me you ignorant sonofabitch, before I open the drawer with all the pretty hammers.

Ya wonder why I am all done with this after thirty fucking years.

If you think for one second that this is a parody, I can absolutely tell you for a fact, I have had quite a few, very short, conversations exactly like this in the past..
 Back in the day, I was just as ignorant about vehicles. I can remember the day someone asked me to hand them a grease gun and I had no Idea what the fuck he was talking about.
I certainly could not afford to pay anyone to fix my broke down fucked up pieces of shit cars that I was buying for a hundred bucks.

Ya wanna know what?
I went and bought Chiltons manuals, bought a ton eighty of beerto pay for badly needed help  and begged some of the best for advice and to borrow a tool here and there.I don't call myself Bustednuckles for any small reason, I learned the fucking hard way. I also went to the school of hard knocks and over the last thirty years spent about eighty fucking grand on tools and roll away tool boxes.
I have seen what lies underneath the skin more than some doctors and bled a lot of of my precious blood,sometimes to excess.

I have worked with  broken arms, wrists, thumbs and ankles.
Doctors some time they think they are pretty smart. When I come in for stitches on my thumb or other digit an you put in three and tell me to go home?
I tell you to put in six because I am going to work in the morning.
This is a true story.

They get pissed off at ya! Excuse the shit out of me, I got a living to make here, and a fucking Snap On payment, every. mother. fucking. week. Oh, by the fucking way, now I gotta pay you too.
At one time, I was paying more for tools than I was for a fucking house payment.
I was damn humble when I needed help and I had been wrenching on things since before I hit puberty.

You come into a shop like the  arrogant cocksucker below and you will be damn lucky the guys from the tow company will show up to pull it out of the lot next week.
Ya see, like you have heard your whole life, it's who ya know.
Shoot, someone parked four damn cars in front of yours and we can't find the keys.
Called in sick today too.

Let me give you a piece of advice you would be wise to pass on to your children;
Don't piss off your mechanic, your doctor, your girlfriend,your carpenter,electrician, plumber  your Mom or your fucking Lawyer. as  a matter of fact, don't be rude to anyone who performs any kind of service for you.
  I will give bonus points to the next person that tips the gas station attendant that stands out in the weather all day and night like you do that big titted bar maid, I do. Been there, done that, in a Blizzard, on Christmas Day.I know, hard to find a big titted bar maid pumping gas in a blizzard on Christmas, you get my point
I have fixed more fucked up shit for free than I can remember, I can also remember shit like this that got you to call a cab than I give a rat fuck about.

 Now, to see what inspired this little rant;

Yeah, right at the end there, I would be showing that fucking dumbass where the chrome muffler bearing fits with the high flow squeegie sharpener.
That and the door, I like my hammers too much to waste them on something like that.
Ignorance and humility will be miles ahead of stupidity and arrogance in my book, every fucking time.

I know of what I speak, ten fucking years at a Lincoln dealer. There are some arrogant mother fuckers in those places.

Sorry, your parts are on back order Maam.

I Can't Believe I Called This

I just LOVE Dame Helen Mirren and the first thing out of my mouth as soon as this skit started was, can I touch your tits?

Extremely talented, no kidding, hot as hell, she  has a  wicked sense of humor.
Heh heh heh, One of the few SNL skits I really have enjoyed in a long time.

Plus I am fucking jealous.

Holy Moly.

That's the nice thing about getting to be my age, I can admire the entire range of women as they age.
The little cuties are fun to look at but when ya get right down to it, Yeah baby, I'll take Nasty Girl every fucking time. She tries to keep the Drama down to a minimum because she long ago realized it's a waste of fucking time, appreciates someone who shows those little tokens like some flowers or a card, takes care of animals because it is the right thing to do and also takes care of those she cares for in the exact way that they need.
She is one busy lady and she works me into her schedule.

Sometimes, I wonder at the capacity and perseverence she has. Ya damn well know she has to be pretty tolerant.
Still, A little fantasy doesn't hurt anyone and Dame Helen is one hot Mama.

Just in case you think I am kidding, The Dame will get a run for her money if her and my Girl Friend ever wind up in the same room.
I ain't joking.

Either way, it's a little slice of heaven.
 Smooch baby.

Sunday, April 17, 2011

I Really, Really, Hate Drama

Came home to a barge load of it too.Drunk bitches, pregnant bitches, (it weren't me!) One drunk bitch crawled up in bed with me,blubbering about some fucking shit that I could't decipher oh, fuck no, then the pregnant one did, oh, fuck no too.
(Clothes, coat and boots on here, ya fucking perverts. )
The guy taking care of the place was all apologizing about the state of the union here, some other fucking guy showed up, knew my name, was all friendly and I had no fucking clue who he was, so I sent him to get some fucking beer while I tried to clear the joint out.
The fucking cat was all over me like a coat of paint while I was dealing with this shit, just fer fun.

After blowing a head gasket and throwing a bunch of fucking people out of the Weasel Den, I laid the fuck down and took a nap, it was a long day.

All is quiet on the Western Front currently.Just me and the fucking cat.

She is, however, being a pain in the ass while I am trying to type and could be on the short list here soon.

Now I get to wake up and go for a nice drive tomorrow, again.

Ya know, my sweetie likes to watch those fucking soap opera's on TV, I live in one some times.
I really, hate drama.

Can you say White trash trailer park?

I can.

Fuck me runnin'.

Friday, April 15, 2011

Put any liquids out of reach

I damn near laughed until I puked.

Funny? You fucking betcha.

Off the charts funny.

H/T to that wicked  sick sense of humor my friend Suzanne has.
You are a jewel honey.

Bonus, she got it from her mom! I need to meet this lady!


Thursday, April 14, 2011

Guilty, Yer Honor

I am so not get any tonight, maybe.
Honey baby, Jennifer, NG's. sister.

Text Messaging, 1.o

Can you get me some Pampons?

A text message from my friends daughter to her mom.

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Are You Fucking Kidding Me?

My outrage meter has been pegged all day but now it is completely, absolutely, broken.

Catholic group claims children raped by priests were ‘homosexual’ participants, not victims


The anti-gay Catholic League for Religious and Civil Rights is going on the attack against "those who are distorting the truth about priestly sexual abuse."
The group bought an expensive full-page ad in The New York Times Monday that places the blames for the church's scandals on "homosexuality, not pedophilia."
And perhaps most shockingly, it also claimed that some children were active participants in the abuse.
"The refrain that child rape is a reality in the Church is twice wrong: let’s get it straight -- they weren’t children and they weren’t raped," self-appointed Catholic League president Bill Donohue wrote in the ad.

Uhmm, I am pretty much speechless.

Oh fuck no. I ain't either.

Listen up you rotten fucking bastard, you just made bile rise in my throat.
You need to be dragged down the middle of Main street by your intestines.
Sick, rotten, fuck, I can't even come up with the words,
apologistic dirty sonofabitch!

Are you fucking serious?

 That just came out of your fucking mouth?
The words just won't come!
Throat punch, that's all I can think of.

What a fucking ASSHOLE!
 I really, really can't say what is going through my mind right now.

Seventeen kinds of horrible death are what is going through my mind, you fucking bastard. Take three.
Yeah baby, those little boys just loved having a dick stuck up their asses, come here Padre, do me now.
Bitch slap in three, two, one.
Confession must have been like Penthouse Letters.

Donahue has been over the top for a long time but this  is just fucking criminal.


Feel Safer Now?

This is fucked up beyond comprehension.
Not only would I be in jail right the fuck now, I would also have several contusions and quite possibly, some broken bones.
There is no way in fucking hell I would calmly stand by and watch this happen to my little girl.
No. Fucking. Way.

Fuck You, Amerika, for letting shit like this come about.

I just had to watch this again because it pissed me off so fucking bad, two hours later.
No, No and No.
Fuck that, fuck this and Fuck them.

Will NOT happen.

Almost Makes Me Want To Go Back To Church

Me thinks there are some sexually repressed  individuals out there.

As if I didn't already know.

I really like number three, the last one is priceless.

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

What A Fucking Surprise

Republicans may push debt talks to 11th hour

WASHINGTON (Reuters) - Republican leaders in Congress said on Tuesday they may stretch out negotiations on raising the debt limit until July, when Washington will be close to defaulting on its obligations.

Yeah, I am thinking someone needs a visit in the night too.
Just how much of this fucking horseshit am I expected to put down my gullet anyway?

Like this is any kind of surprise.
I have had enough of these fucking bully cocksuckers and my advice is to start bloodying some noses at 0 dark thirty.
What part of this is any surprise to anyone but some guy in the middle of Nebraska, on a side rail, waiting to go any where except where he is right now?
We all saw this coming, we all have been calling for the MAJORITY PARTY to fucking stand on their hind legs and put a stop to this fucking shit.
Weasel, pussy, rotten, skirt clutching run away fucking bastards.

Let me put this to you in no uncertain terms ,you worm licking fucking  chicken shit sonsabitches.

Stand on your hind legs, get your fucking hands out of your pockets, find Mitch McConnell and that fucking asshole Bohner and remind them they are the Fucking Minority Party and then get your heads out of your fucking asses !
Really. America The Great?
Fuck you.

More like America  Wearing Pink Fucking Dresses.
You, Obama, are an embarrassment.
No, I am not kidding there pal, go to E Bay and find a set of fucking balls.
Jesus, maybe  you can find some obscure defense department program and find some electronic balls, just remember, I paid for that and GE didn't.
That really pisses me off.

Fuck those republican sonsabitches and Fuck you too.
I knew in my heart when you were running for President you were a great orator and there wasn't a fucking bit  of  substance behind one word you said.
Thanks for that bit of prophesy .
Talk is cheap.

Have a nice reelection campaign.

I Need A New Drool Cup

The old one is cracked after I dropped it when I saw this;

One mint condition Boss 429 Mustang with 4,400 original miles, it even has the original Bias Ply tires.

Can you imagine?
It's on Ebay and you can "Buy It Now" for a measly five hundred and fifty grand.
I knew a guy who had one of those when I was in high school, it was ten years old at the time and still one bad assed motherfucker.

Cross posted at Fixer and Gordon, natch.

Sunday, April 10, 2011

How To Make Fucking Coffee In A War Zone

Pretty funny.
Some Canadians in Afghanistan improvise and adapt, showing us how to make a passable cup of coffee without fire.

Boys after my own heart.

Saturday, April 09, 2011

Doot DA Doot DA Doot DA DOO

As I sit here drooling in my lap like a complete dolt,I figured I had better stop and say Howdy.
I am pretty much wiped the fuck out.
Woke up at 5 AM yesterday, drove forty miles. did a bunch of walking back and forth and riding an elevator up and down.
The scenery was nice,I have to admit.

Beautiful day.
Then I got a wild hair up my ass and packed up and drove from Eugene to Portland, stopped to see Granny and went from there to the Weasel Den to check on things and then got in the truck and drove another eighty fucking miles.
I am wiped the fuck out. I can barely type.

Here I are though.

Nice to see Nasty Girl though. I do love the woman , even though I think there is something wrong with her for loving me back.
I wasn't supposed to be here until later today.
Damn, she just set breakfast down in front of me, I gotta go now.
There is a serious fucking nap in my future.

Bye now.

Friday, April 08, 2011

Same Ol' Same Ol'

The Republicans don't even try to hide their dirty tricks any more.

County Clerk Kathy Nickolaus, a GOP activists, previously criticized and audited for storing election results only on a personal computer in her office

After Tuesday night's Wisconsin Supreme Court election, a computer error in heavily Republican Waukesha County failed to send election results for the entire City of Brookfield to the Associated Press. The error, revealed today, would give incumbent Supreme Court Justice David Prosser a net 7,381 votes against his challenger, attorney Joanne Kloppenburg. On Wednesday, Kloppenburg declared victory after the AP reported she finished the election with a 204-vote lead, out of nearly 1.5 million votes cast.
Brad Friedman over at the Brad Blog is all over this.

All I can say is that this bitch should have been unemployed last year.

Wednesday, April 06, 2011


I got a new toy, cost me a fucking bundle too.
Apparently it will find any WIFI all by it;s self.

I didn't want to spend the money but I needed a new lap top for over a year. Some damn thing they call a Notebook.

It's like a new car, ya gotta run the fucker out and see what it can do.

So far, It is working for me.

Wait untill I put the pedal to the metal and fuck it up inside of a week. I already fucked up the wireless Mouse trying to figure out how to put new batteries in it, the ones it came with lasted one point two fucking seconds.

My brother showed me how to open it up and I couldn't see the trick so I got the pocket knife out and pried up the wrong thing,whoops.

Monday, April 04, 2011

It Is Becoming Too Familiar

Please take a moment and go give my friend Maru some love, she just lost her Mom tonight after a long battle.
No kidding, Maru was one of the first blogs I started reading on a regular basis way the hell back when I figured out how to surf the web.I stumbled on her place one day and said, hell yes!,

I want to be like her.

Bonus, she smokes cigars.

My condolences honey.

Are You Fucking Serious?

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Sunday, April 03, 2011

Chinese Fortune Cookie Say

"You have a charming way with words"

 In bed.

Speaking Of No Fly Zones, V2.0

You want equality? Here ya fucking go.

Good on ya ladies, my hat is off to ya.
There be some dead fucking assholes after that, I would think.

3/31/2011 - BAGRAM AIRFIELD, Afghanistan (AFNS) -- A team of female Airmen made history here March 30 when the F-15E Strike Eagles of "Dudette 07" blazed down the runway to provide close air support for coalition and Afghan ground forces.

The two-ship formation consisted of all females, two pilots and two weapons system officers, but more importantly, it marked the first combat mission flown from Bagram to be planned, maintained and flown entirely by females.

This mission represents the first combat sortie on record to involve only female Airmen from the pilots and weapons officers to the mission planners and maintainers, said Lt. Col. Kenneth Tilley, the 455th Air Expeditionary Wing historian.

I'd make ya a sammich any fucking day and  polish yer boots too.

.Folks have no idea how serious these people are, I do. I have a niece who was in the Green Zone while the Iraqui's were lobbing bombs and rockets inside.

Bravery has no gender.

Speaking Of No Fly Zones,

One of my Domestic Terrorist Friends has decided to bail out of Blogger and move to WordPress.


Oh well, I hope it works for him because as far as I am concerned,WordPress can lick the tar balls out of my ass.

Been there, done that.

I see a few other folks haver been having problems with Blogger and bailed out.
More power to ya's.
I am no tech geek but that outfit flat pissed me off.
I spent weeks and weeks trying to get that sumbitch to do what I wanted and got cock blocked every step of the way.
I have heard that it is more user friendly than it used to be but once you piss me off as bad as they did, suck my fucking dick.
One of these days I am going to have to get my own website and that is going to cause me to have stomach cramps in the night.

In the mean time, I still known how to use this fucker, watch.
Need I say more?

The Next Big Political Civil War Is in...

Spins the wheel...

The Ivory Coast!!

If that was your guess, come on down and collect your prize of hand held rocket launchers and two semi trucks full of automatic weapons ammo!!

For those of you not quite up to speed, I know, it's hard to keep up with all these rebel motherfuckers all over the Middle East lately, this is actually on the West Coast of Africa.

These guys have been going at it for several years now but you haven't heard a peep about this from our media because the bastards don't have any oil.

Too bad for them, we could send billions in there and maybe even a carrier group like we did to Libya and not Bahrain.

Selective with our political and military resources, aren't we?

Funny, that.

Friday, April 01, 2011

You Don't Want To Know

Yeah yeah, so I went underground all week.
You fickle bitches didn't miss me and I know it.

Have a nice fucking day,
I will try and come up with something tomorrow.

By the  way,

Fuck  You Todd.
Lazy fucking bastard.
Get your fucking ass out of bed, I had to and damned if I liked it.

Don't make me hunt you down again dammit.

Thanks dude.

My skinny little ass couldn't have done it without ya and major thanks, to Bustedsbro, who made it all possible.
To my brother,
I love ya man. Damn nice of ya and thanks fer putting up with my drunken ass.

Back to Mr. Todd,

Dey it is, now you are on the list too.You know, THAT list.
Wait until next week. I might have to tell them about the bandana and being all nervous and sweaty all the time, just what is that in the bag you carry around anyway?
I might just puke in that little car yet, green would look better anyway.

Smart ass.

Have a nice weekend.

Ya done good dude.