If I can just get over this pre-turkey day hump…

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Oh hell.

The Douchebag Anthem

Now that I’ve seen that video, one think is clear: I’ve gotta get some new clothes. Look at what I’m bringing to the table. Shit, am I old or what? And who in the hell takes a photo of his fucking shoe on the dashboard of his car?


Maybe don’t answer that. I can’t handle the truth.

From: David W.
Subject: Help save some El Paso trails
This quarry has caused a bit of heartache and anger here in the desert southwest. The operator bulldozed a sweet section of singletrack and closed it off to users. He also dozed a huge path around the boundary line of the land he leases from the state of Texas. We’ve tried to get this land handed over to the city to prevent this from happening but we’ve been unsuccessful. With a bit of national recognition, we might be able to try again. We’ve also had to reroute the El Paso Puzzler due to his arrogant actions.


Thanks a bunch and please forward it to your desert loving friends.

Folks have been lighting this shit on fire of late. And I dig it.

Post Ride

This vid has been doing the rounds the last few days. Figured I’d post it too. Drugs are bad, mmmmmmkay?

Read more about ‘ol Doc at snopes.com & wikipedia.org.

And then you have back flips on tricycles.

God bless the dirty ass hippies of the world.


Link dump:
Sexual positions for the lonely and the loveless.
The World Series on mushrooms.
October Motivational Poster Roundup.
Mellow Johnny’s got jacked.
London to Paris. (Yes it’s a movie. Yes it’s all of 211 miles. Yes it took them 3 days.)

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About big jonny

The man, the legend. The guy who started it all back in the Year of Our Lord Beer, 2000, with a couple of pages worth of idiotic ranting hardcoded on some random porn site that would host anything you uploaded, a book called HTML for Dummies (which was completely appropriate), a bad attitude (which hasn’t much changed), and a Dell desktop running Win95 with 64 mgs of ram and a six gig hard drive. Those were the days. Then he went to law school. Go figure. Flagstaff, Arizona, USA

14 Replies to “If I can just get over this pre-turkey day hump…”

  1. Jonny – look at it this way, you are not old, just Old School. Like Schoolly D old school. Thats not all bad.

  2. …there is some seriously funny & crazy shit in this post…my god !!!…

    …nice that the douchebags have their own anthem…kinda like the gays years ago w/ certain disco songs…nice to see people who need to be validated, identified w/ the creativity of music…ok, ok, i’m joking…i think…

    …travis pastrana…jeezus…after that triple, check out the vid where he jumps out of a plane w/out a parachute, does a buncha tricks midair & then tandems down to earth w/ another skydiver…think about the margin of error on that one…fuck…

    …& old ???…she-it, motherfucker…you ain’t got nothin’…& if i told you what i’ve been up to, first, you’d think i was braggin’ & yet you’d still have to say “i guess it’s true when they say ‘what’s old is new again’ “

    …just sayin’…

    …so, happy thanksgiving, gang & i mean that to everyone who posts here, irregardless & that comes from the bottom of my healthy yet surgically repaired hard pumping heart…believe me, i am one thankful man…

  3. Is this an actual quarry, or is the city contemplating the granting of a lease? If it’s the former, and the quarry operator is acting within the terms of their lease, then I don’t see where there’s much that can be done. And it’s only a matter of time until some poacher eats it bad and gets a lawyer. Sounds like the quarry operator is using sound business practice.

    Having said that, if the local mountain bikers can work successfully through legal means to achieve their goal it can only be a good thing. Well, except for the displaced quarry workers…

    If it is the latter, then hell yes, move Heaven and earth to preserve it.Poaching a quarry is one thing (yes, I’ve done it and I admit it’s not too smart). But an existing natural and recreational resource? Last I heard, they ain’t making any more of that. And you can sign me up.

  4. Man I used to make the craziest shroom tea. A half a glass would take you down for almost half a day. Never made it to the world series on em though. Damn Mariners!

  5. CB speaks truth. I spent the greater part of my college career in Bellingham WA, where the shrooms literally grow in your front yard. Halloween was a very special night in that town, in those days. Tea was our favored delivery method, although drying, crushing and encapsulating was doable, and of course you could just gag ’em down. One time me and my GF got blazed then she remembered she had to go to work. Bummer. She spent her whole shift huddled under her desk and giggling.