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White Man’s Puff Claims Another Victim

June 26th, 2008 | 0 comments | Posted by Jen
“John Yoo, David Addington Testify On Torture, Detention Policies”

Jesus, dude. Lay off the torture tots. Er, I mean, tater tots.


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When Heroes Collide

November 13th, 2007 | 0 comments | Posted by Jen

MASI: Hey Hayden. What’s up?

HAYDEN: Not much. Bummer about the writers’ strike, huh?

MASI: Yeah.

HAYDEN: Hey, did you see last night’s episode? Awesome, right?

MASI: Uh, yeah. Except neither of us was in it.

HAYDEN: Well, I was in one shot.

MASI: But you weren’t “in” in it.

HAYDEN: Okay, but you weren’t in it at all.


HAYDEN: Um…how do I put this? You’ve got White Man’s Puff. Asian guys aren’t supposed to get White Man’s Puff. Maybe that’s why you weren’t in last night’s episode.

MASI: Says the midget.

HAYDEN: I am NOT a midget. I am petite, and, sure, I have stumpy legs, but…the politically correct nomenclature is Little Person, anywho.

MASI: Whatever, midget.

HAYDEN: What in the world has gotten into you?

MASI: I’m depressed. The first good Heroezzz episode airs last night, and I’m not even in it. No one liked me being in Japan or with that fug warrior princess. My IMDB STARmeter is plummeting. By the time the strike’s over, this show is gonna tank. And my life will be over. At least there are pervs out there who will still want to see that midget body of yours naked and greased like a pole. You’ll always have that to fall back on.

(takes a long swig of dark-colored liquor)

HAYDEN: How dare you?!? I save dolphins. I cry for them on camera. Scratch that, I weep for them. Just like I weep for you. You fat fuck.


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August 31st, 2007 | 0 comments | Posted by Jen

My new baseball nemesis is this fat fuck Joba Chamberlain. He played an important role in the Red Sox getting swept in an utterly painful series between them and the Yanks this week. A series in which Daisuke Matsuzaka, aka Sir Dice-A-Lot, was left in the game too long and gave up a 2-run homer to Johnny “F-ing Traitor” Damon, and Chien-Ming Wang, aka the Wonger, pitched a no-hitter until the seventh inning last night.

But back to that fat fuck. He was suspended today for 2 games and fined after throwing over the head of Kevin Youkilis TWICE yesterday in the ninth, when the Yankees were locking down the game 5-0. Who the F “goes inside” when you’re up 5-0 in the final inning? That is bullshit.

My real problem with Joba, however, is his ritual before taking the mound. He takes a moment, and he PRAYS. Please bear in mind that I have no quibble with prayer. None. Zilch. But if you wanna pray, please don’t stop the game only to display how down you are with Jesus while the cameras are rolling.

You know that long-ass run that relief pitchers in most ballparks have to make, usually to the tune of G’N'R or Metallica or something heavy? That is a wonderful time for a private communion with God. Or, how about when they call you from the dugout phone and you’re still in the bullpen? Isn’t God supposed to be like really good WiFi–with Him, you get a signal anywhere?

Also, FYI–”Joba” is pronounced “Jabba.” As in “the Hut.”

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