Friday 30 May 2008

Heartbroken Man Climbs Into Morgue Freezer

Won't be here Friday because we're out of town... so I'm putting it up now.

I couldn't resist this... Love was never so cold!!

Sorry for this mix-up--link has been corrected- sorry for the delay!!! :(

Heartbroken Man Climbs Into Morgue Freezer.

Is anyone really worth that??

Carma Sutra book

And the Americans need an instruction manual?

Gives a hole(sic!) new meaning to the word 'pick-up' ;-)





 

So it's true...



So it's true, all those posh BMWs are driven by
 
Bum
Mooning
Wankers.


I suppose we should be grateful that the speedcamera photo was taken in the UK ;-)

(North Tyneside, as you might have expected)

Thursday 29 May 2008

WTF? AND WE LET OUR KIDS PLAY WITH THESE THINGS?

ok, early, but i'll be too busy to post tomorrow....




and if you thought this was funny, check out my early post on SICK SUNDAY !!

Monday 26 May 2008

I

...got this on Friday, so it counts.

Explanation from my friend and fellow Bastard Chris Rizzo, the unfortunate owner of the hand in the images below.
"wed nite about 10:30. I was doing some carb tuning on ye ole' 900 ss, making adjustments and cruising around my hood. I stop at the signal at 12th and morrison, and the Italian stallion is idling a bit high. ........she's runnin a little bit hot tonight, i can barely see the road from the heat comin' off,.. ease the seat back, reach down between my legs for the idle adjust screw.......WHACK.

oh shit. lift my hand up and see a bloody mangled mess. fingers filleted open and bent every which way but the right way. bikes still running though, so i drop her into gear and ride home. i grab the least greasy rag, drape it over my meat paw and jump in my truck. Four hours later in the ER the hand specialist comes in and says, 'holy shit'. Not a comforting reaction. Up to the operating room to remove my ring finger and the end of my middle finger. The OR is brand new and is equipt with a bumpin' sound system, unfortunately though the doctor happens to like Pink Floyd......

so two days later my bloody stumps and i are home with a fat stash of medical grade narcotics. My bike looks like the Bologna Chainsaw Massacre: a good splattering of blood, some finger meat scattered around the motor, and the belt for the vertical cylinder is completely derailed. Needless to say that probably bent a couple valves on my freshly built head :("





Listening to Weezer - Pork and Beans