lets spoon

how can you tell the day?
make yourself smile --------- )
even though it might be raining or bombs might be dropping

recess=lets play, kickball




i am craving korean food

my evil twin

wow its noisey here today


i was wondering this morning that for people who listen to music with sitars in them, like if there is like a really super jamin sitar song do they play 'air sitar' ?

Post 298 - 1 Year Later

so i have staying power - well for at least one year - now i can slack off and only post once a month like i do on aptrick.
i am going to make some limited 1 year celebration artworks/paintings/pictures this week sometime and i will offer them up to you my trusty readers, so be looking for those. The potty prints series 1 has sold out thanks DUDEs.. i needed some drinkin money. Now to just raise enough to get a blowupdoll, they don't talk back or get disgusted by the nasty kinky shit i want to do. Only problem with doing a Cleveland Steamer on a blowup doll is you have to clean it up. But the donkey Punch OH YEAH knock the wind out that bitch.

OH I LOVE YOU BABY
LOOK AT ME IM ONE TODAY

nah naha natboom

i was listening to a song and thats what it sounds like, if you can figure it out i will give you 3 dollars and pictures of me naked.








now on with your mission...
btw tomorrow is pottymouthpappy.com's birthday so send presents

hafssol

its a rainy monday what can you say. listening to sigur ros and watching the rain - it should be a good day. rode the scooters all weekend long now my body hates me. maybe its a good thing its raining today - a day of rest. thats really about all i have to say today.

we shall call it the truth

i never got into transformers so much. i like them more than i did when i was a kid. for one i couldn't take them apart and the cartoon just seemed way too fantastical for me. lacked realism. gijoe's cartoon was horrible too, plus they always tried to send those gay messages at the end of the show "I got a dad, thanks GRUNT" plus with names like Duke and Grunt how can you take them seriously. Legos had to be my all time favorite toy. I made my own world, if you wanted wheels on that rocketship then dammit you could have wheels on it, and a life size horse for a hood ornament if you wanted it. I always like to see what kids build with legos, you can tell a shitload about a kid by the stuff he puts together with legos. If i was a therapist i would make you come into my office and build with legos for an hour - if you couldn't think of anything to build then i would just kick you. I once built this tower that touched the cealing it was the coolest, it took like every single lego i owned but i made it, i think the last foot was dudes stuck together. This also brings up something else, i mean with a snap of some hair a legoman became a lego woman. Hmmmm what is that teaching us.
Ok thats it for this day in lego history and pappy history and just in fucking general and all that crap. enjoy your day its going to be a good one. the sun is sideways and so am i.

sometimes im quite and sometimes i am talkative

for some reason i was reminded of hayrides this morning. i think it was the rickety trailer that was in front of me on the way in to work this morning. i think the first hayride i went on was in the 6th grade they were much more popular in caruthersville than any other town we had lived in, probably because they was country folk down there. for those of you who have never experienced a hayride basically what it is, is a trailer full of hay pulled behind either a tractor or a truck, then you add kids to the hay and hit as many country roads as you possibly can and its a hay ride.
so back to the story i was begining to tell and hell i don't really remember it now, oh yeah wait its all coming back to me. so in the fall the year i was in the 6th grade i belonged to this well we will just call it a christian organization (hey i was young and impressonable, plus all the cool kids was doin it - with the exception of the southern baptists they wasn't allowed in our group) so we went on this hayride, this shit was all new to me, i was like what is a hayride then when i got to the parking lot we were loaded up in a cotton trailer which is basically a huge cage. it felt like a prison at first, they made all us 6th graders move up to the front - closer to the adults then the 7th graders in the middle and the 8th graders at the end. there was only a few 6th graders there and i was still the new kid in town so it was just weird, about 3 miles into it, we were moving at like 5 miles per hour so you do the math johnny, the 7th and 8th graders started playing truth or dare, out of fun they start daring the little kids as they called us. so thats when it dawned on me that really a hayride is a make out grope session like a dirty basement on wheels. only problem was most of the 6th graders wouldn't follow through with their dares, i was bored so i started doing them for them. Hell i was the new kid, fuck these backwoods country fuckers (my thought at the time). I made out with 4 6th graders 6 7th graders and 3 8th grader i was awesome.... touch me im hot :D ( i may have embelshed this a little but like i can't remember all the details) :D

my name is poison

its much better if you hear it really fucking loud. does that make sense. i was wondering about that.
so last night i was watching six feet under season 5 on the dvd machine, yes i am technologically advanced, the dvd player, oh yeah i belong to the netflix too, so the six feet under dvd dics come right to my house (when the mailman hasn't pilfered them) anyway back to the story. so as i was watching i kept thinking of the game the drinking game that the people from reality bites was playing right before ben stiller shows up to take winona on a date. the game involves recounting episodes of good times, and the only part i really remember is the JAMES DIES!! one, so like i was watching the episode of six feet under and nate dies. so in my head i was like NATE DIES!! drink bitch. and i really didn't think it was all that sad i was more like this will be like the episode that everyone pulls out first on the six feet under drinking game, so if you see me Today or any other day and we happen to be drinking, say NATE DIES and we both have to drink to that and thats that. sweet i made up a rule.

RULE #1 NATE DIES!!! (everyone must drink, can be used as many times as needed on any given occasion, i think we owe a fictious caracter that much respect)

Stay tuned for more pottymouthpappy rules that will be applied to your life your will just suck. until then keep on doin the truckin and watchin the dvds on the dvd players you high tech motherfuckers you. NATE DIES!!!! DOWN YOUR COFFEE PUNK

breets

there was no donut hole eating contest today - thank god - i hate proving my fatness, but motherfucker i will - bring me some donut holes and find out. makes you wonder how many donut holes make a donut.... hmmmmmm... when i was a little kid my mom would always get the donut holes for me, not like everyday, and she had to wheel my fat ass around in a radio flyer - NO my moms wasn't like that. once in awhile like once every 6 months or something, i had to do something special or if we was just close to the donut hole makin factory and he was feelin frisky (she likes them too). Yes i am a mamas boy and i am her BABY so say some shit now. i know i know i got issues.
i got a dart gun pointed at your skull so what you gonna do now - hop on the scooter and getaway johnny - to the sunset - to the church in the country to dye your hair in the pond and chase bunnies and play cards and eat balogna sandwiches until a bus load of children decide to invade and smoke your smokes and set the place on fire and since you want to get your stash out anyway you save the kids and then your a hero and they buy you a sweet bike and then onday your fat neighbor steals it but plays it off like he didn't and a crazy psychic lady tells you its in texas so you jump on the nearest truck and go there and on the way you meet a nice lady who has a big ugly boyfriend who wants to kill you because he is jealous of you bike and manly ways then he run for it after washing dishes to get some money but once in texas the bike is nowhere to be found and you see it on tv and this dorky lil kid is touching it and your like no fuck that so you go to hollywood find the little kid steal the bike back and head home but once you get there you notice things are ary and once you shut the door two men grab you and put you in the headlock and drag you to the bathroom and slam your head into the toilet and accuse you of being someone your not then and then and then one of them pisses on your favorite rug.
hows that for a tuesday

wistful star

i truely think my sinues hate me.

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im so sorry to break you down

this is how we do it - - - -yeah yeah yeah
i am really liking the new built to spill you should get it - and make you and your pets really really happy.... my imaginary dog sled team loves it


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i seee you

Hi Im OD

im supposed to be a monkey today

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gimmie a nana biottch.....

poke my RIBS

it shall be new music all day long - i think

how are you feeling today?

i feel pretty good...

was nice to have beers with tim last night - we got rained on though, but not super bad, i was totally digging the scooter ride home, NO I WASN'T DRUNK. Spring is here thank god, and it smells so good, especially at night... all them flooors and trees... mmmmmmmmmm

i swear i saw it move

i swam sideways all the way to work. my sidestroke is awesome only it comes out at night when the door is closed. - - - -
i ain't fuckin scared no lions tigers bears = i got a refil on my coffee like i need it but fuck it lets see how fast i can make my brain move - fire in the hole. so far today all i have done is work and write emails and things of that nature. nothing exciting. lets see yeah thats stupid i won't say that. robots fuck with springs and oil. orange orbit gum is the best. i do miss that one kind of gum that had like flavored jizz in the middle but it didn't last long - it was jizzy
that girl makes strong blackjuice... ima cosmonaut (i can't spell either) don't blame my mother or brother for that - they tried to beat the E's into me but it never worked. i blame star wars action figures and legos - they made me dumb but damn they was fun - - ONE DAY YOU WILL ALL SEE

Wassup Africa

i just want a normal week. fo-real. no tornados. no leaving early. no driving more than i have to. i still have a show to get ready for ummm saturday for those of you in the caves. so be sure and be there. will be a lil smaller than usual because of weather and what not didn't have as much time to shoot as i would have liked but i think it will be purdy cool. i doubt whether or not you actually want me to finish that story from friday, i was just to tired to say much, or well say anything of meaning, like i do that anyway. so back to my normal week i will keep you posted on my hopfully boring and normal week.

the SWOOOP

i have nicknamed this dude in a maroon crown vic "the swooper" because the way he passes people. i see him at least twice a week on the way to work, he is fun to watch. its usually him and his wife they look to be retired but not like super old or anything, the story i made up for him is that he is retired and he is taking his wife to work everyday at 9:30, he drives like a cop so thats why i say that. anyway so this morning i was watching from afar and the swooper comes in (he always just swoops right in and cuts you off - its pretty amazing really) he cuts off this balding dude in a little wagon escort thing the macer pacer i nicknamed it. so the race is on... macer pacer trys to pass the swooper in front of the college, they both notice the campus police sitting there and slow down just a little, before hitting the curves, once out of site they are at it again, i can see mrs swooper giving the swooper some shit, he just shakes his head and steps on the gas moving out front. damn red light, and a few more cars in the mix, this is tradionally one of the swoopers favorites places to make his move, the light - - it turns and he guns it, macer pacer is stuck behind a truck turning left - - - - then out of the blue here she comes the green neon with none other than "girlfriend girlfriend" behind and wheel and on her cellphone. she puts the smackdown on macer pacer and begins to make her move on the swooper, finally macer pacer is free and he is back in the race. redlight again and now its only one lane, at this juncture in the race the swooper in the lead followed by girlfriend girlfriend, some random black car, macer pacer and your friendly announcer is bringin up the rear - - i have to stay semi close so i can watch it all unfold.
bam light is green they all follow each other closely waiting for the two lane section to come, its about 1/4 of mile away - - - its two lane time.... Sw still in the lead "girlfriend girlfriend" moving in closer, also checking her nails at the same time, macer pacer is cussing furously at the black car and me for not going anyfaster, black car finally turns off macer pacer makes his move, up behind "girlfriend girlfriend".. she guns it and moves to the head of the pack, up ahead another turn, in typical neon fashion she flys around the corner leaving the other two way behind.... straight away "girlfriend girlfriend" is so far ahead now its just a race between macer pacer (whos car sounds like it might not go any faster) and the swooper who if it wasn't for his wife would have passed up "girlfriend girlfriend" a long time ago. then its another stop sign - the pack is together once again - this is the last light before a long straightaway and one final turn to the straight away. - - - tune in tomorrow to see how this ends