Pass the Popcorn

This WikiLeaks story is getting very interesting.
On one hand, I have to admire the guts of these people for shutting down some major players like  Mastercard and Visa.
On the other hand, being the old geezer I am, you people are playing with fire now.

When you start fucking around with Big Money, you will find out they have a long memory and some friends in High Places, who also have friends in Low places.

Think Guido and his propensity to break knees.

I predict this is going to end badly with a great deal of collateral damage, Net Neutrality being one of them. This will just give more ammunition to those rotten fuckers who want to limit the freedom of speech and the availability for us regular morons to have access to information on the Net without too much butt fucking by the Powers That Be.

So be it.

Kick 'em in the fucking balls while ya can.

We already live in George Orwell's predictions and we are running full tilt towards The Matrix.

The battle has been engaged, there will be casualties and I don't much care for our chances but it is too fucking late now.

Which color of pill will you take?

H/T BradBlog

Merry Christmas!

Please lord, make it go away.
Fucking greedy bastards, the advertisements and the decorations showed up before Halloween.
Thanksgiving isn't until next week for God's sake.

That alone is a logistical nightmare.
Go to the folks and eat and then fend off a turkey induced coma long enough to drive fifty miles and go to the girl friends parents to fall down on THEIR couch!

Christmas is going to be mean and lean this year.

" Times are tough and I have no job so here is your fucking Christmas card" kind of shit.

I did manage to find enough scratch to go to the local Bi Mart and get a fucking space heater.
We shall see how long this Made In China mother fucker lasts this time, I am saving the fucking receipt.
It ain't even winter yet and it is already getting cold in the old Weasel Den.

I have the sliding doors to the "bedroom" almost closed, just enough for the fucking cat to squeeze through and the little bastard heater is running hard already. I can't wait for the power bill.

Off and on, Off and on. Noisy little fucker too.

Not the cat, I have that little bitch trained real good.

She meows twice and I am up and opening the door.... wait, who has who trained?
At least I don't have to fuck with the god damned cat box much.


It ain't the heater element or the fan that takes a shit in these things, it's the cheap assed switches that go to hell all the time. I had my folks get me one of those oil filled radiator heaters for Christmas a couple of years ago and it melted the switch in three months.
Long after anyone knew where in the hell the receipt was. I tore it apart and fixed it once but it burned up again shortly afterwords so I threw the cocksucker out and went and got a mean mother fucker of a propane fired warehouse heater.
Next thing I know, there is black soot all over everything.
Nice and toasty with a case of black lung disease.
I am lucky it didn't kill me.
Wicked  warm in under three minutes though.

So, Happy fucking holidays, I know damn good and well this isn't going to be the last time I bitch about this consumer driven horse shit before the first of the year either.

Pass the gravy and shut the fuck up.

Bahh Humbug mother fuckers.

Get your ass outta my chair kid or you won't live to see Christmas.
Now bring me a beer.

Up In The Middle Of The Night Again

Here it is, four O'clock in the fucking morning and I am sitting in front of a damn computer again.
At least I have some scenery to look at besides the cats asshole for once.
Nasty Girl is sleeping peacefully, with her sheer, black, lace, nighty on.
That is one very attractive lady and I am one lucky sonofabitch.

I passed out early tonight in a combination of booze and food coma.

I brought a pork loin roast that had a Cajun rub on it and sliced it real thin and fried it up. She made Mashed potatoes while I whipped out a quick salad and then I made gravy out of the drippings.
Those little slices of pork loin turn into finger food and are always great to snack on later.
The gravy turned out OK, I need to make it more often but it went down and there was none left when we were through.

That speaks for it's self I guess.

Her sister stopped at the likker store at my request and stayed to to eat. Fucking vegetarian.
At least she ate.

I haven't been eating squat for a week so when I ate a whole meal my body went into sleep mode.

So, of course, I woke up at one thirty in the fucking morning and can't get back to sleep.

Where was I?
Looking at Nasty Girls boobs again and lost my train of thought.

We were trying to get intimate ealier yesterday and every fucking time we would start really getting hot and heavy, some damn kid would start knocking on the door. I finally just ignored the little sonsabitches.
She trades baby sitting back and forth with her neighbor and she was gone.Her boy is staying over there and was supposed to be watching the little shits, what he was actually doing was tormenting the little shits I think. I finally had enough of the little brats coming over, rubbing their eyes and crying about some fucking thing or another, " He hit me in the jaw".
She called me a bad name".

This one won't share the game, that one did some other fucking thing, you know, fucking kids.
After I threatened to beat them all within an inch of their lives, one more had to come over crying about some fucking shit and the old head gasket blew. I went and got every fucking one of them, reamed their little asses and stuck one in every corner of the apartment and told them to sit the fuck down and shut the fuck up.

Damn, I hate kids sometimes.

The peace and quiet sure was nice though.
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Yeah,yeah, I'm a mean old bastard, you can shut the fuck up too.

I certainly got their attention and after ten minutes I told them to beat it and go out side to play.

What do ya know?
NO MORE FUCKING PROBLEMS.
That's what.

Do you need a time out too?

TMI

Yeah, I deleted that last one.
Heat of the moment and all that.

Back to normal soon.

Medic!!

Aye, I can hardly move my head.
My neck and shoulders are kinda fried.

I hope y'all had a nice weekend.
I did, heh.

Driving in a down pour with hundred thousand pound Big Rigs going sixty miles an hour right next to ya and you know damn good and well they can't see a fucking thing either tends to make one a bit tense, especially when you look over with the wipers going full blast and can't see them but you know damn good and well they are there.

The regular rudeness and rants will resume shortly, right after I fall down and call it a day.

It is still raining like a cow pissing on a flat rock.
It's supposed to keep raining like this all damn week and now I have to get up tomorrow and be all cheerful and shit.

Right. That shit ain't gonna happen.

Over two million Blogs out there and here ya are, have summa diss,



Smooches honey, I survived again.