Theeeeyyy’re GRRRRRRREAT!

Alright. I’ll give my two cents on the Tiger thing. First off I bought a used laptop today to replace the fallen Mac, and I have to say that I not only am experiencing buyer’s remorse for shelling out some dough, but also feeling uncomfortable because I think this computer was stolen. Just have a hunch. However, it is a bit of a piece of shit, so that helps in some way, but still man, I hate fucking people who steal.

And cheat.

Well hello there El Tigre, lets segue to you.

What an entertaining story. I was half considering writing something about it earlier while adultery was simply speculation. Now that it is a fact, there really is less to chime in on. But, damn man, what an entertaining set of events. And good for his wife man. How many women would actually beat their man unconscious for cheating on them? It’s one thing to feel the impulse, or hell throw a vase, but to pick up one of his 9 irons and beat him senseless with his own game. Fucking gorgeous poetic justice.

And how funny really of an image would it have been to see Tiger all laid out on the pavement with a cartoon size lump on his head? With his wife leaning over going, “Errrrr two lumps or three?”

I am not a big fan of violence, but I am a huge aficianado of justice. And let justice ring…. Even if is the neck of one of our sports icons.

Enjoy the repercussions big guy.

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Published:: 12.2.09 / 11pm

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What are we all about? Who knows? Who cares? It’s too soon to say. We are a slow brewing stew and have just set the proper heat under the stove. We have yet to add bits of carrot and celery and whatever Brazilian bullshit my counterpart would add to a stew. It will take time. Care, whimsy, procrastination, will all be added. Wrong ingredients will surely be added as well, but it is all ok. It’s a process. We will figure it all out in time and hopefully serve up something nourishing and if all goes right, delicious. In the meantime, let’s agree not to worry about, About.

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GW 12.3.09 / 9am

Did you hear the voice message he left the cocktail waitress, the guy is such an idiot. I love the people that say this won’t affect him, how about people shouting adulterer and cheater at him from behind the ropes on the golf course, the guy looses his shit when a flash goes off what will he do when the hecklers start.

Oh how the mighty have fallen!

Glad to see you’re back to posting!

BN 12.3.09 / 10am

Noonan…..Noooooonan…..Misssss……NOONAN…

Will be worth watching. Hell, at least he didn’t hit his wife or something. That’s when you crucify. This is just when you sit back and say, ‘dumbshit’.

Yeah, I heard the voice message. How humiliating for him. Can you imagine if we were all that accountable? We all fuck up in one way or other but to have our faults broadcast to the world. Man, it’s bad enough to simply remember our worst moments or lines spoken we wish we could to take back. Enough to kick in the shudder response. But to have it actually recorded and thrown into the mainstream. CCCChrist.

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Theeeeyyy’re GRRRRRRREAT!

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