Saturday, December 30, 2006

PooP in a box. really cool site for sending shit to people who piss you off.

Do you have poop on the brain?


Here is a link to a website only about poop and farts. Send your "good friend" an e-mail with a picture of poop-in-a-box. Pooty-pictures, Poop-poetat the 2007 Dog Poop Calendar. Click on the poopie picture.
SmellyPoop

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Thursday, December 21, 2006

Look, mom, a human Chia Pet.


I am William Sharum......(what a moment of self-awareness, to suddenly wake up in a modified body, a body sent through a demolition derby of whirling dervishes with sharp knives. They fixed it where I would die another day, and not on their stainless steel table or in their hospital.)
The last thing I remember was, "sign this paper or die."
The bag on my side covers my new poop chute. Friends and family were glad to hear I survived my rip-me-a-new-asshole surgery. My pipes have been moved around to where I no longer sit and shit. I figure over the past year it had saved me 20 minutes a day x 365... that's a savings of three days on the pot. WoW! Everybody should have this done; think of the time you'd save, and the money to be saved on wipe! Over a period of ten years you'll accumulate thirty days -- one month! Use it any way you want: go on vacation; sleep through July; drive to Alaska-- any way you want.
Little kids spot the bump under the shirt right away; immediately wanting to know "what's you packin?" They aren't afraid to ask. I love it when they do, particularly when their parents aren't around. I tell them I use to eat watermelon seeds, and one of them took root. It grew and grew and before I knew it, I had a giant watermelon in my gut. I then show them the scar. I tell them how the doctors took big knives and big forks and dug it out. I wince, whimper, and cry when I tell them. (sort of a re-enactment). They wince in sympathy. I tell them it hurt like hell, and I remind them not to eat watermelon. Then I laugh. They always cut a skeptical eye toward me then. Every once in a while, one of them will ask, "didn't they knock you out?"
I tell them I didn't have any money, and "that's what they do to broke people."
They know they are being bullshitted, but all the evidence of the real story is still there, at which point they'll ask to see it again. They never know what to think. The memory of me will stay for a while in their consideration of the strangeness of the wide world, and in their bad dreams. In a few years they'll figure it out and realize they'd been had by the fat man with the scar.
Someday, when I'm really feeling sorry for myself, I'll tell you all of what a groveling financial humiliation my life has become. Watch for: Hardscrabble Days.

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Sunday, December 3, 2006

Boy, did I goof. I need a bigger flag.

Our president is determined to keep and protect Bagdad for the Sunni, no matter the cost in treasure and lives. The Shiites are armed and ready, at long last, to take on the Sunni. For years and years the Sunni have thought of themselves as the warrior class, and always considered the Shiites as lay-down, self-flaggellating, pussy zelots. Now that the Shiites are armed and being led by al-Sader, a religous zelot seething with hatred, promising revenge; the Sunni are slowly coming to the realization they are looking straight into the abyss. The prayer rug hugging, five times a day praying, pussy zelots are looking for some payback for all the years Saddam terrorized them. However, Bush cannot afford for the Sunni to loose, and the Saudis will not allow it, even if it means Saudi Arabia must attack to protect their Sunni brothers. When the Saudis attack, the Iranians will rush to protect the Shiites, ...and so on..and so on,...ect. until the Son of Man returns

. If the Shiites were to induldge a full measure of revenge, there would be a genocide the likes of which has not been seen of late; well, not since Pol Pot in Cambodia or the tribal killings in Rwanda. (And we thought rampant blood-lust ended with the end of the Twentieth Century.)

Anyone who could leave Iraq -- has left. America has no choice -- America must stay.
What I don't understand is why did Bush not see this? It was very predictable. One doesn't need a crystal ball to know civil war would be the outcome of Suddam being taken out of the picture. He was the strong man who kept the Shiites down on the farm. Churchill, seventy years ago was smart enough to know arbitrary lines drawn in the sands of Mesopotamia do not states make. He called the Mideast group of states, "tribes with flags."
If one draws borders following tribal and religious lines, the Shiites new "tribal country" runs from Iran through Iraq to Syria -- a Mideast superpower of Shi'a religious zealotry. The only ones to stop them were Sunni thugs, and we knee-capped the Sunni.

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