Showing posts with label drugs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label drugs. Show all posts

Friday, June 1, 2012

Zombies: 4 And Counting


I know, not the image you were hoping to wake up to, but maybe that's the point in writing this.

Anyone else notice the zombie apocalypse has begun? I have. And maybe I've spent too many hours watching the Walking Dead or the video for Thriller but these past few days have had more than their fair share of disgusting stories of people freaking out and eating someone else, zombie style, or just doing strange and gruesome things.

I know you heard about the guy in Miami who got his face eaten off by some ravaging nudist that ingested bath salts. Do yourself a favor and DO NOT look at the after photo.

There was some dude in Baltimore that carved up and ate the heart and brain of his friend. Nice friend.

Then the guy up in Jersey who cut out his own intestines and threw them at police as they tried to arrest him. Uhm gross.

And, of course, the cage fighter from California that freaked out on mushroom tea and tore out the still beating heat of his workout buddy and "tore off his face" with his bare hands. That's why I don't workout.

I don't know what it is, I don't believe these people are dying and coming back to life to wander the Earth in search of human flesh, but something weird is going down. Why else would the CDC have put up this zombie preparedness page just a couple weeks ago? People are doing crazy stuff out there and I'm starting to think Laura is right in wanting that shotgun. Bears don't scare me. Zombie bears on the other hand...

Sorry about the morning freakshow. Maybe I'll post some kittens to make up for it.

Friday, March 4, 2011

Dying's For Fools

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I know I'm behind the ball on this one but I just listened to some Charlie Sheen interviews this morning and I gotta tell ya, sometimes he makes a lot of sense. At the very least I think he's being candid which makes for entertaining commentary which, let's remember, is what these people are all about. A year ago no one breathed a word about Charlie Sheen. Now there's t-shirts immortalizing his rants. Mission accomplished. Are we talking about a modern day Marlon Brando? No. But he does make tremendous soundbites.

"I have a disease? Bullshit. I cured it with my brain.”

"Winning, anyone? Rhymes with winning. Anyone? Yeah, that would be us. Sorry, man, didn’t make the rules. Oops!”

"I’m tired of pretending I’m not a total bitchin’ rock star from Mars."

"You can’t process me with a normal brain."

“If you borrowed my brain for five seconds, you’d be like, ‘Dude! Can’t handle it, unplug this bastard!’ It fires in a way that’s maybe not from this particular terrestrial realm.”

"I was banging seven-gram rocks, because that’s how I roll. I have one speed, I have one gear: Go."

"Can't is the cancer of happening."

"Wow. What does that mean? I’m bi-WINNING.”

"I am battle-tested bayonets, bro.”

"I’m so tired of pretending my life isn’t perfect and bitching and just winning every second and I’m not perfect and bitchin’.”

"Look what I’m dealing with, man, I’m dealing with fools and trolls.”

"It’s just strafing runs in my underwear before my first cup of coffee, because I don’t have time for these clowns.”

"You have the right to kill me, but you do not have the right to judge me. Boom. That’s the whole movie. That’s life.”

"I’m sorry man, I got magic and I’ve got poetry in my fingertips, you know, most of the time, and this includes naps."

"I’m an F-18, bro.”

"I’m not Thomas Jefferson. He was a pussy.”

"I am on a drug, it's called Charlie Sheen. It's not available because if you try it you will die. Your face will melt off and your children will weep over your exploded body."

"I'm bi-winning."

"There’s a new sheriff in town. And he has an army of assassins.”

"The run I was on made Sinatra, Flynn, Jagger, Richards, all of them look like droopy-eyed armless children."

"The only thing I’m addicted to right now is winning.”

"I wish him nothing but pain in his silly travels especially if they wind up in my octagon. Clearly I have defeated this earthworm with my words -- imagine what I would have done with my fire breathing fists."

"They picked a fight with a warlock."

"If you’re a part of my family, I will love you violently."

"Winning."

"I will not believe that if I do something then I have to follow a certain path because it was written for normal people. People who aren’t special. People who don’t have tiger blood and Adonis DNA."

"C’mon bro, I won best picture at 20. I wasn’t even trying. I wasn’t even warm."

"Winning."

"Bring me Dr. Clown shoes."

I can't decide on a favorite. Don't kid yourself tho. If Oprah had said some of these they'd become societal mantras. But it does sound like he wants us to leave him be. I say we do it. The only person I feel bad for is Jon Cryer. Oh Duckie, someday you'll have your moment in the sun.

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

All The Way Across The Sky

This guy likes rainbows!



What does this mean?

Sunday, May 23, 2010

Meryl Gets High

After watching It's Complicated today it's official. Spicoli is out and Meryl Streep is now my favorite onscreen stoner. First she plays a writer who gets high for the first time in Adaptation and does nothing but stare at her feet and try and get people to recreate dial tones, which is spine-tingling and today she gets high with Steve Martin and goes to her sons college graduation party. Classic move. Plus it makes for hilarious movie scenes.

Saturday, September 26, 2009