Happy Hangover!
Here's some of my favorites, hope you enjoyed reading them as much as I enjoyed writing them:
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I'm dorkin' it out all over the place... sorry I got some on ya... my bad.
I can't wait to see this movie.
2006 UPDATE: Mrs. Kadnine gave this to me for Christmas. Wow!
2006 UPDATE: This remains the funniest thing I have ever seen in my entire life.
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I'm dorkin' it out all over the place... sorry I got some on ya... my bad.
I can't wait to see this movie.
D A R K O N
Preview (quicktime.)
I'm an admitted documentary freak. (I own this, this, this, this, this, this, this and this on DVD.) These truly are my friends, my sub-society. I own a kilt. I have worn wode. I am a dork. I directly attribute my joining of the Marines to the fact that I had only a foggy, disjointed picture of what the SCA was. (I once had a roommate who tried to explain it to me. (Props to you, Wookie.) I was too drunk at the time to understand the genius of it. Six years and one real-life shooting war later, here I am... still a dork, though a deadly one.
2006 UPDATE: Mrs. Kadnine gave this to me for Christmas. Wow!
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Continuing in that same vein...
The shocking-but-false story of the Negro Space Progam
I don't seem to be able to stop laughing. Seriously. I need to pee.
I don't seem to be able to stop laughing. Seriously. I need to pee.
"It was a different time... 1957... or 58. America's love affair with racism was in full swing. NASA was no exception."
2006 UPDATE: This remains the funniest thing I have ever seen in my entire life.