Just stopped by to thank you for “The Band Meme”. It has turned out to be very popular and a lot of fun thanks to Queen Mimi. Stay with me here. You are thanking me because you must have been told that I gave the meme to Mimi. Yet, you thank her again. The pot’s kicking in now isn’t it. Quick – everyone: Hide your Oreos!

You’re supposed to tattoo the name of your wife on your arm (while you’re still in love of course) so that you can keep track of them all, keep this in mind for the next wife! I’ve already got a tattoo with her name on it. You see that I’ve already ‘too’d a bunch a woman’s names. So, with the next one, it might not be her real name either. I will start calling her by the next available tattoo name as a ‘term of endearment.’ So, my next wife’s nickname will be Anastasia…

Your singing isn’t that bad. You’ve either started drinking VERY early today or have left this comment on the wrong person’s blog…

I just want you to know that the fat broad in that black outfit made me throw up just a little in the back of my throat. Gross!! Lady, I just report the news. We did need a very wide, wide angle lens for that shot.

I think I’ll give it a try… since i seem to be a little short on brain cells at the moment. People often have to dummy down to understand this fucking blog and participate with us on any level whats-so-ever.

Favorite answers: 7,11 and 24. Hike?

Did Judd forgive you for cursing his blog? Not really. I was very sincere about not doing any further complaining about writing reviews for his fucking lame ass blog.

Of course, you could always host a Pity Party Post and let everyone who has something to cry about throw in their two cents every week… As good an idea as this is, I’m going to pass. There are just WAY too many pitiful candidates.

so glad my time on the sites it over…but I did find the hidden treasure on Match…so I guess I should not be so mean… The fact you met your babe on Match.com is not a shocker. The fact that you admit it is disturbing as hell, however.

I just wrote a long comment and it disappeared. Your blog is spooked today. We’ve got an exorcism scheduled for tomorrow, first thing. Come early if you want a good seat!

I think you’ve just blown your chances with Jill. What are you thinking?! Nah. I am WAY sure that she was kidding with that court order. And her husband – what an ass. I only asked him to watch the kids for a week. After all, they are his fucking kids. Jill and I just need some alone time.

I´ll promise to try harder next time. Any suggestions??? Yes. Please make sure your husband has actually driven the fuck away from your home before you invite me over. I am not sure he was at all convinced when I said I was there to fix the do-hickey on your stove.